Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my on the line
I roll them dice and I'm
'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, taking it, they ain't 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
be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with that motive
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing building
Watch these rappers that rappin' 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 a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the money like a
in the eyes of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, security looks at me
I say third floor i'm late, paintin' iovine's office
Holding my 'bout to faint
I'm to death that he stops me
Heart beating so you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm down if I don't make it out
Then i'm leaving town that contract
And i'm spazzing out, the a&r out
His chair and i'm taking him
I don't give a fuck, into the elevator press 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What 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 get signed my life is destined
My future on ink
And secretary at the front of the staring right at me
I walk up she whispers go and then gives me a wink

I put my on the line
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, ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, 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 get past security, the secretary, the
But it's weird, like this room i've walked into is unusual
Thought it be shiny and beautiful
Thought it would be and like musical
But it feels like someone died, it's got the vibe of a
There's numbers on a
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting
for albums that never come out
Complainin' that they nobody in house
Wonderin' what they art for
I start thinking, am I in the place?
walk forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a second will be all yours
Finally see an office with a sign, heaven sent
Big silver letters, read it out loud: president (nice!)
This was my chance to grab contract and turn and jet
Right then a cold hand grab on the back of my neck
He said: we've been you, so glad you could make it
Your music gets so impressive in this whole brand you
You're one hell of a band, we think you're destined for greatness
And with that right song we all know that next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a long day remind me, now what name is?
right, macklemore, of course, today has been crazy
Anyway, you we'll give you a hundred thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back that money that you
So it's really like a loan, a loan? on, no
a team, 360 degrees, we will reach your goals!
We'll get a third of the merch that you out on the road
Along with a third of the money you make when you're out doing shows
gets 20, booking agent gets 10
So shit, after taxes you and have 7% to split
That's not bad, seen a lot worse, no one will 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