Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I roll them dice and I'm
all I ever dreamt about was makin' it
They giving it, I'm taking it

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

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

I put my on the line
I roll them dice and I'm
'cause all I ever dreamt about was it
They ain't it, I'm taking it

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

If I get past security, the secretary, the
But it's weird, it's like this room i've into is unusual
it would be shiny and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and musical
But it feels like someone died, it's got the of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got and never got to be sophomores
Graphic are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never out
Complainin' that they have in house
what they make art for
I start thinking, am I in the right
Just walk forward, see plaques on the
Oh yea, in a second those be all yours
Finally see an office a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block letters, read it out loud: president (nice!)
This was my chance to that contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a cold hand grab on the back of my
He said: been watching you, so glad you could make it
Your music so impressive in this whole brand you created
You're one hell of a band, we here you're destined for greatness
And with that right song we all that you're next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a day remind me, now what your name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has crazy
Anyway, you ready? give you a hundred thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back that that you borrowed
So it's really like a loan, a loan? on, no
a team, 360 degrees, we will reach your goals!
We'll get a third of the merch you sell out on the road
Along with a third of the money you when you're out doing your shows
gets 20, booking agent gets 10
So shit, after taxes you and have 7% to split
That's not bad, i've seen a lot worse, no one will give you a better offer us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought this is what I wanted
be a starving artist than succeed at getting fucked