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 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 need all shit

If I just went in and stole it, the police would of
be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with that motive
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing building
Watch these rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out with
Headed in sweatin', open front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, closes
Not a metaphor, then I towards
That front, that's right, 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 looks at me
I say floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
Holding my breath to faint
I'm scared to death that he me
Heart beating so you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm breaking down if I don't it out
Then i'm leaving town with contract
And i'm spazzing out, the a&r out
His and i'm taking him hostage
I don't a fuck, step 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 willing to bust 'em, I'm fucking
Stuck in this recession, now you think
If I could get signed my 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
all I ever 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 giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I need all that

If I get past security, the secretary, the
But it's weird, it's like room i've walked into is unusual
Thought it be shiny and beautiful
Thought it would be and like musical
But it feels someone died, it's got the vibe of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never out
Complainin' that they have nobody in
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 will be all
Finally see an office a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big silver letters, read it out loud: president (nice!)
This was my chance to grab that contract and and jet
Right then felt a cold hand grab on the of my neck
He said: we've been watching you, so glad you make it
Your music gets so impressive in whole brand you created
one hell of a band, we here think you're destined for greatness
And with that right song we all 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, has been crazy
Anyway, you ready? give you a hundred thousand dollars
After album comes out we'll need back that money that you borrowed
So it's really a loan, a loan? come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we will reach 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 out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, booking agent 10
So shit, after taxes you and have 7% to split
That's not bad, i've a lot worse, no one will give you a better offer than us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought that is what I wanted
be a starving artist than succeed at getting fucked