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

If I just in and stole it, the police would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with motive
up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing this building
Watch these rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out millions
in sweatin', open that front door
Interscope out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start
front, that's right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, acting like a
All blue, jumpsuit, why
Bloodthirsty for the like a bull
in the eyes of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 of paint, security looks at me awkward
I say third floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's
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 down if I make it out
Then i'm leaving with that contract
And i'm out, grabbin' the a&r out
His chair and i'm taking him
I don't give a fuck, step the elevator press 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What they know is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm ready and to bust 'em, I'm fucking desperate
Stuck in this recession, now what you
If I could get 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 and then gives me a wink

I put my on the line
I roll dice and I'm fine
'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, it, they ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they ain't it
I'm taking it, taking it, I need all shit

If I get security, the secretary, the cubicals
But it's weird, it's this room i've walked into is unusual
Thought it would be shiny and
Thought it would be and like musical
But it feels like someone died, got the vibe of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are around
Waiting for albums that come out
that they have nobody in house
Wonderin' what they art for
I start thinking, am I in the right
Just forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a those will be all yours
Finally see an office a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, 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 you could make it
music gets so impressive in this whole brand you created
You're one hell of a band, we here think you're 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 your name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has been
Anyway, you ready? we'll give you a thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back money that you borrowed
So really like a loan, a loan? come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we will your 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 you're out your shows
Manager gets 20, booking agent 10
So shit, taxes you and ryan have 7% to split
not bad, i've seen a lot worse, no one will give you a better offer than us (hmm)
I replied I the offer, thought that this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist succeed at getting fucked