Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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Yeah, for those of you that want to know what all about
like this y'all come on

This is ten percent luck, 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 spite of the fact that some people still think that know him

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

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

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 when it all unfolds, the of an artist

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

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

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

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

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

Tak, he's not your on the block
He knows how to work with what got
his way to the top
People think it's a owners name
People askin' him was it given at birth
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 wodka with
Him and his crew are known as one of the best
Dedicated to what doin give a hundred percent

Forget Mike, nobody really how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got
Because he every note 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 written in his head time
Before he even touches a key or in a rhyme
And those stupid people he runs with, those that he signed
Ridiculous, without tryin', how do they do it?

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

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

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