Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my on the line
I roll dice and I'm fine
'Cause all I dreamt about was makin' it
ain't giving it, I'm taking it

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

If I just went in and stole it, the would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, with that motive
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing this
these rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin', open that front
printed 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 like a
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the like a bull
Looking in the eyes of the (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, security looks at me
I say third i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
my breath 'bout to faint
I'm scared to that he stops me
Heart beating so loud you can hear the echo in that
And see I'm breaking if I don't make it out
i'm leaving town with that contract
And i'm spazzing out, the a&r out
His chair and i'm taking him
I give a fuck, step into 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 ready and willing to 'em, I'm fucking desperate
in this recession, now what you think
If I could get my life is destined
My depends on ink
And secretary at the front of the staring right at me
I up she whispers go ahead and then gives me a wink

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

If I get past security, the secretary, the
But it's weird, it's like this room i've walked into is
Thought it would be shiny and
Thought it be alive and like musical
But it feels like someone died, it's got the of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds boxed in
Artists that flopped, got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting
Waiting for that never come out
Complainin' they have nobody in house
Wonderin' they make art for
I start thinking, am I in the place?
walk forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a second those be all yours
Finally see an with 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: we've been watching you, so glad you could it
Your music gets so in this whole brand you created
You're one hell of a band, we here think you're for greatness
And with right song we all know that you're next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a long day remind me, now what your is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has crazy
Anyway, you ready? we'll give you a hundred thousand
After your comes out we'll need back that money that you borrowed
So it's really a loan, a loan? come on, no
a team, 360 degrees, we will reach your goals!
We'll get a third of the merch that you sell out on the
Along with a third of the money you make when you're out doing your
gets 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 give you a better offer than us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought that this is I wanted
Rather be a starving artist succeed at getting fucked