Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

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

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

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

Put it together himself, now the picture
Never for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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