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
They ain't it, I'm taking it

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

If I just went in and stole it, the police would of
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with that
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing building
Watch these rappers that rappin' walk in and out with millions
in sweatin', open that front door
Interscope printed out by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start
That front, that's right, where you in
Dressed in an uniform, like a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the like 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 breath 'bout to
I'm scared to death he stops me
Heart beating so loud you can hear the in that lobby
And see I'm breaking down if I don't it out
Then i'm leaving town that contract
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 elevator 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What don't know is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm ready and to bust 'em, I'm fucking desperate
Stuck in recession, now what you think
If I could get my life is destined
My depends on ink
And secretary at the front of the entrance staring at me
I walk up she go ahead and then gives me a wink

I put my on the line
I them 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 ain't 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 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 and like musical
But it feels like died, it's got the vibe of a funeral
There's numbers on a
Cds in cardboard
that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting
Waiting for albums never come out
Complainin' that they have nobody in
what they make art for
I thinking, am I in the right place?
walk forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a second those be all yours
Finally see an office a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, read it out president (nice!)
This was my chance to grab that 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 gets so impressive in this brand you created
You're one hell of a band, we here think you're for greatness
And with that right song we all that you're next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, had a long day remind me, now what your name is?
right, macklemore, of course, today has been crazy
Anyway, you ready? we'll give you a thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back that that you borrowed
So it's like a loan, a loan? come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we reach your goals!
We'll get a of the merch that you sell out on the road
Along with a third of the money you when you're out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, booking agent 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 better than us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought that this is I wanted
be a starving artist than succeed at getting fucked