Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I them dice and I'm fine
'Cause all I dreamt about was makin' it
They ain't giving it, I'm it

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

If I just in and stole it, the police would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with that
up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing this building
Watch these that rappin' walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin', open front door
printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I towards
That front, right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, like a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why
for the money like a bull
Looking in the of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, security at me awkward
I say floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
my breath '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 down if I don't it out
Then i'm leaving with that contract
And i'm spazzing out, the a&r out
His and i'm taking him hostage
I don't give a fuck, step the elevator press 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What don't know is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm and willing to bust 'em, I'm fucking desperate
in this recession, now what you think
If I could get signed my is destined
My depends on ink
And at the front of the entrance staring right at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and then gives me a

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

I'm taking it, taking it, they 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, taking it, I need all shit

If I get security, the secretary, the cubicals
But it's weird, like this room i've walked into is unusual
Thought it would be and beautiful
it would be alive and like musical
But it feels like someone died, got the vibe of a funeral
There's on a chalkboard
Cds boxed in
that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting
Waiting for that never come out
that they have nobody in house
Wonderin' what make art for
I start thinking, am I in the right
walk forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a those will be all yours
Finally see an 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: 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 think you're destined for greatness
And with that right song we all know that next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a long day remind me, now what name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has crazy
Anyway, you ready? we'll you a hundred thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back that money that you
So it's really like a loan, a come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we will your goals!
We'll get a of the merch 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, taxes you and ryan have 7% to split
not bad, i've seen a lot worse, no one will give you a better offer than us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, that this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist than succeed at getting