Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I roll them and I'm fine
'Cause all I ever dreamt about was it
ain't giving it, I'm taking it

I'm it, taking it, they ain't giving it
I'm it, taking it, they ain't giving it
I'm it, taking it, they ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I all that shit

If I went in and stole it, the police would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave that motive
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, this building
Watch rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out with millions
in sweatin', open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, closes
Not a metaphor, then I towards
That front, that's right, where you in
in an uniform, acting like a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the money a bull
in the eyes of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, security looks at me
I say third floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy office
Holding my breath 'bout to
I'm scared to that he stops me
Heart beating so loud you can hear the in that lobby
And see I'm down if I don't make it out
Then i'm leaving town that contract
And i'm spazzing out, the a&r out
His chair and i'm him hostage
I don't give a fuck, step into the elevator 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
they don't know is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm ready and willing to bust 'em, I'm desperate
Stuck in this recession, now what you
If I could get signed my is destined
My future on ink
And secretary at the front of the staring right at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and gives me a wink

I put my life on the
I roll dice and I'm fine
'cause all I ever about was makin' it
ain't giving it, I'm taking it

I'm taking it, taking it, ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they ain't it
I'm taking it, taking it, they ain't it
I'm taking it, it, I need all that shit

If I get security, the secretary, the cubicals
But it's weird, it's like this room i've walked into is
Thought it would be and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and musical
But it like someone died, it's got the vibe of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting
Waiting for that never come out
Complainin' that they have nobody in
Wonderin' what they art for
I start thinking, am I in the right
Just walk forward, see on the wall
Oh yea, in a second will be all yours
see an office with a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, it out loud: president (nice!)
was my chance to grab that contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a cold grab on the back of my neck
He said: we've been watching you, so glad you make it
Your music gets so impressive in this whole you created
one hell of a band, we here think you're destined for greatness
And with that right song we all know you're next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a long day me, now what your name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has been
Anyway, you ready? we'll you a hundred thousand dollars
your album comes out we'll need back that money that you borrowed
So it's really like a loan, a come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we reach your goals!
We'll get a third of the that you sell out on the road
Along with a third of the money you make when you're out your shows
Manager 20, booking agent gets 10
So shit, after taxes you and ryan 7% to split
That's not bad, i've seen a lot worse, no one will give you a offer than us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist than succeed at fucked