Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

You ready? go
Yeah, for of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this come on

This is ten luck, twenty percent skill
percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty pain
And a hundred percent reason to the name

Mike, he doesn't need his name up in
He just wants to be heard it's the beat or the mic
He feels so everybody else, alone
In of the fact that some people still think that they know him

But em he knows the code
It's not about the it's all about reality and makin' some noise
Makin' the story makin' his clique stays up
means when he puts it down Tak's pickin' it up, let's go

Who the heck is he anyway? He never really talks
Never concerned with status but still them star struck
Humbled through opportunities despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin' writin' raps

Put it together himself, now the picture
askin' for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the of an artist

This is twenty skill, eighty percent fear
Be a hundred percent 'cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought be the one to set the west in flames?
And I heard him wreckin' with the method, name of the game

Came back dropped Megadef, took 'em to
I'm like 'bleach, man, why you the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody givin' him spots
His through the roof I heard he messin with S-dot

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent
Fifteen percent concentrated power of
Five percent pleasure, fifty pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the

call him Ryu the sick and he's spittin' fire an' mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot found him in Fort with Tak
A stupid annihilist porcupine he's a piece of a
The women want to be with and rappers hope he doesn't rot

Eight in the makin' patiently waitin' to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin' the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his is equally wrote
You wont believe the of words that comes out of this kid's throat

Tak, he's not your everyday on the
He knows how to work with he's got
his way to the top
People think a common owners name
People askin' him was it given at birth
Or does it for an acronym?

No, he's livin' got him rockin' the booth
He'll get you buzzin' than a can of wodka with juice
Him and his are known around as one of the best
to what they doin give a hundred percent

Forget Mike, nobody knows how or why he works so hard
It seems he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes line
And I've seen him at work that light goes on in his mind

It's a design is written in his head every time
Before he touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those people he runs with, those kids that he signed
Ridiculous, even tryin', how do they do it?

is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen concentrated power of will
Five pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a percent reason to remember the name

This is ten percent luck, twenty skill
Fifteen percent concentrated of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty pain
And a percent reason to remember the name

Yeah, Fort Minor, M.
Styles of Beyond, Ryu,
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