Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I them dice and I'm fine
'Cause all I ever about was makin' it
They ain't it, I'm taking it

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

If I just went in and stole it, the would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with motive
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing building
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 start
That front, right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, like a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the like a bull
Looking in the of the matador (fuck you!)
2 cans of paint, security looks at me awkward
I say third floor i'm late, jimmy iovine's office
Holding my breath 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 if I don't make it out
Then i'm leaving town 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!)
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 get signed my life is destined
My future on ink
And secretary at the front of the entrance right at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and gives me a wink

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

I'm taking it, it, they ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they 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 like room i've walked into is unusual
Thought it be shiny and beautiful
it would be alive and like musical
But it like someone died, it's got the vibe of a funeral
There's on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are around
Waiting for albums that come out
Complainin' they have nobody in house
Wonderin' what they art for
I start thinking, am I in the right
Just walk forward, see plaques on the
Oh yea, in a second will be all yours
Finally see an office with a sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, read it out president (nice!)
This was my chance to grab contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a cold grab 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 brand you
You're one hell of a band, we here think 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 day remind me, now what your name is?
right, macklemore, of course, today has been crazy
Anyway, you ready? we'll give you a hundred thousand
your album comes out we'll need back that money that you borrowed
So it's like a loan, a loan? come on, no
a team, 360 degrees, we will reach your goals!
We'll get a third of the that you sell out on the road
Along a third of the money you make when you're out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, agent gets 10
So shit, after you and ryan have 7% to split
That's not bad, i've seen a lot worse, no one will give you a better offer us (hmm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought that is what I wanted
Rather be a artist than succeed at getting fucked