Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I roll them and I'm fine
all I ever dreamt about was makin' it
They ain't it, I'm taking 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, taking it, they ain't it
I'm taking it, taking it, I all that shit

If I went in and stole it, the police would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with motive
Hold up, my is forming, alright, caseing this building
these rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin', open that front
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door
Not a metaphor, then I towards
front, that's right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, acting like a
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the money a bull
Looking in the eyes of the (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, security looks at me
I say floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
my breath 'bout to faint
I'm scared to death he stops me
Heart beating so loud you can hear the echo in that
And see I'm breaking down if I don't it out
Then i'm leaving 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, 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 'em, I'm fucking desperate
in this recession, now what you think
If I get signed my life is destined
My future on ink
And secretary at the front of the entrance staring at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and then 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 taking it, it, they ain't giving it
I'm it, taking it, I need all that shit

If I get security, the secretary, the cubicals
But it's weird, it's like this room i've walked is unusual
Thought it would be and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and like
But it feels like someone died, got the vibe of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, got dropped and never got to be sophomores
designers are sitting around
Waiting for that never come out
Complainin' they have nobody in house
Wonderin' they make art for
I thinking, am I in the right place?
Just forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a second will be all yours
Finally see an with a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, read it out president (nice!)
was my chance to grab that contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a hand grab on the back of my neck
He said: we've been you, so glad you could make it
music gets so impressive in this whole brand you created
You're one 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 long day remind me, now what name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has been
Anyway, you ready? give you a hundred thousand dollars
After your album out we'll need back that money that you borrowed
So it's really like a loan, a loan? 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
with a third of the money you make when you're out doing your shows
Manager 20, booking agent gets 10
So shit, after taxes you and have 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, that this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving than succeed at getting fucked