Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

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

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

If I just went in and it, the police would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave that motive
Hold up, my is forming, alright, caseing this building
Watch these rappers that walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin', open front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door
Not a metaphor, then I towards
That front, right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, acting like a
All blue, jumpsuit, why
for the money like a bull
Looking in the of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 of paint, security looks at me awkward
I say floor i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
my breath 'bout to faint
I'm to death that he stops me
beating so loud you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm down if I don't make 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 a fuck, step into the elevator press 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What they don't is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm ready and willing to bust 'em, I'm fucking
in this recession, now what you think
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 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, taking it, ain't giving 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, 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 would be and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and musical
But it feels like someone died, got the vibe of a funeral
numbers on a chalkboard
Cds in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and got to be sophomores
designers are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never out
Complainin' that they have in house
what they make art for
I start thinking, am I in the place?
Just walk forward, see plaques on the
Oh yea, in a second those will be all
Finally see an office with a mounted sign, heaven
Big block silver letters, read it out loud: (nice!)
was my chance to grab that contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a cold hand grab on the back of my
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 here think you're for greatness
And with that right we all know that you're next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, i've had a day remind me, now what your name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, today has been
Anyway, you ready? we'll give you a hundred dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back money that you borrowed
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 you sell out on the road
with a third of the money you make when you're out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, booking gets 10
So shit, after 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 appreciate the offer, thought that is what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist than at getting fucked