Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my on the line
I roll dice and I'm fine
'Cause all I ever dreamt was makin' it
They giving it, I'm taking it

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

If I just went in and stole it, the police would of
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, with that motive
up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing this building
Watch these rappers that rappin' in and leave out with millions
in sweatin', open that front door
Interscope out right by the entrance, door 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 cans of paint, looks at me awkward
I say third i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
Holding my 'bout to faint
I'm scared to death he stops me
Heart beating so you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm breaking down if I make it out
Then i'm town with that contract
And i'm out, grabbin' the a&r out
His chair and i'm him hostage
I don't give a fuck, step into the elevator 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
they don't know is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm ready and willing to bust 'em, I'm fucking
Stuck in recession, now what you think
If I could get signed my 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 dice and I'm fine
'cause all I ever 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, it, they ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, ain't giving it
I'm it, taking it, I need all that shit

If I get past security, the secretary, the
But it's weird, it's this room i've walked into is unusual
Thought it would be and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and musical
But it feels someone died, it's 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 are sitting around
for albums that never come out
Complainin' they have nobody in house
Wonderin' they make art for
I start thinking, am I in the place?
Just walk forward, see plaques on the
Oh yea, in a second those will be all
Finally see an with a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, read it out president (nice!)
This was my chance to that contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a cold hand on the back of my neck
He said: we've been watching you, so you could make it
Your music gets so impressive in this whole you created
You're one hell of a band, we think you're destined for greatness
And that right song we all know that you're next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a long day me, now what your 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 back that money that you borrowed
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 third of the merch you sell out on the road
Along a third of the money you make when you're out doing your shows
gets 20, booking agent gets 10
So shit, after taxes you and ryan have 7% to
That's not bad, i've a lot worse, no one will give you a better offer than us (hmm)
I I appreciate the offer, thought that this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist than succeed at fucked