Jimmy Iovine (feat. Ab-Soul)

Jimmy Iovine - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis (麦克莫和瑞恩·刘易斯)/Ab-Soul
I put my life on the line
I'm on and bassin'  I'm fine
Cuz all I ever dreamt about was making 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 sh*t
Nobody winnin' this slogurr
The police would've noticed
Gotta be strategic  I'm creepin'
Go and leave with that motive
Hold up  my plan is stormin'
All right  casin' this building
Watch these rappers that rap
And walk in and leave that with millions
Cut of that sweater  open that front door
And it's gold printed out by the entrance door closes
Then a metaphor  then I start chorus
That part  that's right  meaning shotgun
Dressed in an uniform  looking like a janitor
All blue  jumpsuit  why shoot
Bloodthirsty and I'm bloody like a bull
Looking in the eyes of the matador (f**k you )
Carrying 2 cans of paint
Security looks at me awkward
I say third floor I'm late
Painting Jimmy Iovine's office
Holdin' my breath 'bout to fade
I'm scared to death that he stops me
Heart beating so loud you can hear the echo in that lobby
And see I'm breakin' down if I don't make it out
Then I'm leaving town with that contract
And I'm spazzing out  I'm either in or out
This chair and I'm taking them hostage
I don't give a f**k  step into the elevator press three
Now I'm headed up (east)
Where they don't know there's a gun I the paint can
And I'm ready and willing to bust 'em  f**k'n desperate
Stuck in this recession not what you think
But if I sell out my luck is destined
Might 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'm on and bassin'  I'm fine
Cuz all I ever dreamt about was making 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 sh*t
I go past security  the secretary  the cubicals
But it's weird  it's like this room I've walked into is unusual
Thought it'd be shiny and beautiful
Thought it'd be alive and like musical
But it feels like someone died  it's got the vibe of a funeral
There's numbers on the chalkboard
CD's box  they cardboard
Artists they foxed that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Cover 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 forwards
See clocks on the wall
Oh yea  and the second dose will be all yours
Finally see an office with a melted sign  heaven sent
Big block silver letters  read it out loud: President
This was my chance to grab that contract and turn and jack
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 it's so impressive and this whole brand you created
You 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 it done in the merch that you sell out on the road
Along with the third of the money you make when you're out doing your show
Manager gets 20  booking agent gets 10
So sh*t  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
I replied I appreciate the offer  though that this is what I wanted
Rather be a starving artist than succeed at getting f**ked