Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I roll them dice and I'm
'Cause all I dreamt about was makin' 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, 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
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing this
Watch rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin', open front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, closes
Not a metaphor, then I towards
That front, right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, acting a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why
for the money like a bull
Looking in the of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 of paint, security looks at me awkward
I say third floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's
Holding my 'bout to faint
I'm to death that he stops me
Heart so loud you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm breaking down if I make it out
i'm leaving town with that contract
And i'm out, grabbin' the a&r out
His and i'm taking him hostage
I don't give a fuck, into the elevator press 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What they don't know is is a gun in the paint can
And i'm ready and to bust 'em, I'm fucking desperate
in this recession, now what you think
If I could get signed my life is
My depends on ink
And secretary at the front of the entrance staring at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and gives me a wink

I put my on the line
I them dice and I'm fine
'cause all I ever about was makin' it
They giving it, I'm taking it

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

If I get security, the secretary, the cubicals
But it's weird, it's like this room walked 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 on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting
Waiting for albums that come out
Complainin' that they nobody in house
Wonderin' what they art for
I thinking, am I in the right place?
Just walk forward, see on the wall
Oh yea, in a second those be all yours
Finally see an with a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, it out loud: president (nice!)
This was my chance to grab that and turn and jet
Right then felt a cold hand on the back of my neck
He said: we've been you, so glad you could make it
Your music so impressive in this whole brand 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 day remind me, now what your name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has been
Anyway, you ready? we'll give you a thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back that money you borrowed
So really like a loan, a loan? 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 you're out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, agent gets 10
So shit, taxes you and ryan have 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 getting