Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

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

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

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

Put it together himself, now the connects
Never askin' for someone's help, to get respect
He's 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, percent fear
Be a hundred clear 'cause Ryu is ill
Who thought he'd be the one to set the west in flames?
And I heard him wreckin' with the crystal method, of the game

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

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

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

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

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

No, livin' proof got him rockin' the booth
He'll get you buzzin' than a can of wodka with juice
Him and his crew are known as one of the best
to what they 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 writes note and he writes every line
And I've him at work when that light goes on in his mind

like a design is written in his head every time
Before he touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those stupid he runs with, those kids that he signed
Ridiculous, without even tryin', how do do it?

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

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

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