Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmy Iovine

I put my life on the
I roll dice 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, they giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, they ain't it
I'm it, taking it, I need all that shit

If I just went in and stole it, the would of notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin', go in, leave with that
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, this building
Watch these rappers that walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin', that front door
Interscope printed out by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, I start towards
That front, 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, looks at me awkward
I say third i'm late, paintin' jimmy iovine's office
Holding my 'bout to faint
I'm scared to death he stops me
Heart so loud you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm breaking down if I don't it out
Then i'm leaving town that contract
And i'm out, grabbin' the a&r out
His chair and i'm him hostage
I give a fuck, step into the elevator press 3
Now i'm up (heist!)
What they know is there is a gun in the paint can
And i'm and willing to bust 'em, I'm fucking desperate
Stuck in this recession, now what you
If I could get my life is destined
My depends on ink
And secretary at the front of the entrance right at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and then gives me a

I put my life on the
I roll them and I'm fine
'cause all I dreamt about was makin' it
ain't giving it, I'm taking it

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

If I get past security, the secretary, the
But it's weird, it's this room i've walked into is unusual
it would be shiny and beautiful
Thought it would be and like musical
But it feels like someone died, got the vibe of a funeral
There's on a chalkboard
Cds boxed in
that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are around
Waiting for that never come out
Complainin' that they have in house
Wonderin' what they art for
I thinking, am I in the right place?
walk forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a second will be all yours
see an office with a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, read it out loud: (nice!)
This was my to grab that contract and turn and jet
Right then felt a hand grab on the back of my neck
He said: been watching you, so glad 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 destined for
And with that right song we all know that next to be famous
Now i'm sorry, had a long day remind me, now what your name is?
That's right, macklemore, of course, has been crazy
Anyway, you ready? give you a hundred thousand dollars
After your album comes out we'll back that money that you borrowed
So it's like a loan, a loan? come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we will reach goals!
We'll get a third of the merch that you out on the road
Along with a third of the you make when you're out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, booking gets 10
So shit, after taxes you and ryan have 7% to
That's not bad, i've seen a lot worse, no one will give you a better than us (hmm)
I replied I the offer, thought that this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving than succeed at getting fucked