Macklemore

Macklemore - Jimmy Iovine lyrics

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I put my life on the line
I roll them dice and I'm fine
Cause all I ever dreamt about was makin' it
They ain't giving it, I'm taking it
I'm taking it, taking it, I ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I need all that shit
If I just went in this slowly the police wouldn't 
notice
Gotta be strategic, creepin, go in, leave with that 
motive
Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, case in this 
building
Watch these rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out 
with millions
Cut in and sway there, open that front door
And it's gold printed out right by the entrance door 
closes
Then a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where you check in
Dressed in an uniform, acting like a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why shoot?
Bloodthirsty for the money like a bull
Looking in the eyes of the matador (fuck you!)
Carrying 2 cans of paint, Security looks at me awkward
I say third floor I'm late, Paintin' Jimmy Iovine's 
office
Holding my breath ‘bout to faint
I'm scared to death of that he stops me
Heart beating so loud you can hear the echo in that 
lobby
And see I'm breaking down if I don't make it out
Then I'm leaving town with that contract
And I'm spazzing out, cover the in or out
Loose chair and I'm taking him hostage
I don't give a fuck, step into the elevator press 
stream
Now I'm headed up (Heist!)
What they don't know is there is a gun and a paint can
And I'm ready and willing to bust ‘em, I'm fucking 
desperate
Stuck in this recession not what you think
But if I could get signed my life is destined
My future depends on ink
And secretary at the front of the entrance staring 
right at me
I walk up she whispers go ahead and then gives me a 
wink
I put my life on the line
I roll them dice and I'm fine
Cause all I ever dreamt about was makin' it
They ain't giving it, I'm taking it
I'm taking it, taking it, I ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I ain't giving it
I'm taking it, taking it, I need all that shit
If I get past security, the secretary, the cubicals
But it's weird, it's like this room I've walked into is 
unusual
Thought it would be shiny and beautiful
Thought it would be alive and like musical
But it feels like someone died, it's got the vibe of a 
funeral
There's numbers on a chalkboard
CDs boxed in cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and never got to 
be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never come out
Complainin' that they have nobody in house
Wonderin' what they make art for
I start thinking, am I in the right place?
Just walk forward, see plaques on the wall
Oh yea, in a second those will be all yours
Finally see an office with a mounted sign, heaven sent
Big block silver letters, read it out loud: President 
(nice!)
This was my chance to grab that contract and turn and 
jet
Right then felt a cold hand grab on the back of my neck
He said: we've been watching you, so glad you could 
make it
Your music gets so impressive in this whole brand you 
created
You're one hell of a band, we here think you're 
destined for greatness
And with that right song we all know that you're next 
to be famous
Now I'm sorry, I've had a long day remind me, now what 
your name is?
That's right, Macklemore, of course, today has been 
crazy
Anyway, you ready? We'll give you a hundred thousand 
dollars
After your album comes out we'll need back that money 
that you borrowed
So it's really like a loan, a loan? Come on, no
We're a team, 360 degrees, we will reach your goals!
You'll get a third of the merch that you sell out on 
the road
Along with a third of the money you make when you're 
out doing your shows
Manager gets 20, booking agent gets 10
So shit, after taxes 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 than us (mm-hm)
I replied I appreciate the offer, thought that this is 
what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist than succeed at getting 
fucked
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