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 percent pleasure, fifty percent
And a hundred percent reason to remember the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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