Artist: Mike Posner & The Legendary Mike Posner Band Album: i was born in detroit on a very very very very very very very cold day Song: Prophecy Typed by: AZ Lyrics It's ok, you can just listen to this part We walk inside packed rooms And get the hands up like statues Me and James, we ain't got no home to go back to But who needs a home when you got a family? When you got the microphone, who needs a Grammy? Poetry written underneath a groupie Fast forward two hours I'm on stage screaming, "Who you gonna substitute me with?" Another sheet of loose leaf, rich Another pair of blue jeans, stripped Balled up in the corner of the back lounge Evidence of a commitment to never back down The spoils of victory- I went from class clown to king! king! king! You could see me I'm in the black crown And I smell good too We out here, we're talking 'bout prophecy Prophecy, on my mind constantly People get rich when they take the time to copy me Mike Posner's Odyssey, don't forget the apostrophe My prerogative is to shine bright baby, no Bobby B I got a new philosophy: honesty, honesty Do whatever you feel and offer no apology Make some damn noise I want this night in my biography! I said make some damn noise I want this night in my biography! Make some damn- no, I want every night in my biography Make it a million pages long, we made it here impossibly [?] You show our velocity Mama are you watching me? Uncle Fred are you watching me? Stewie are you watching me? David Foster Wallace are you watching me? We rocked every arena in this country, no choreography I said we rocked every arena in this country, no choreography It's hard to be a prodigy in a democracy People don't really care about equality As long as they got their shopping sprees Right? But I tell you something else, I'd rather earn another million dollars than wake up and win the lottery My bibliography will be one word long: God We talkin' 'bout prophecy Prophecy, on my mind constantly If we're considering real shit the Mike Posner Band gotta be On the tip of your tongue When I listen to one Let me cool off Y'all doing alright over here? We're on a world tour We are chasing something Something ineffable, a feeling You get it when everyone's listening, form the front row to the ceiling Anyone had one of those moments where everything just sorta makes sense? Say yeah It's better than sex, it's better than drugs, it's true "You don't wanna be high like me" Maybe I was wrong- you do 'Cause I got the feeling right now D.C! Do you? I said I got the feeling right now, do you? I got the feeling right now! Do you? Put your hands together for the Mike Posner Band Talkin' 'bout prophecy, prophecy On my mind constantly Bibliography will be one word long: God