Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

You ready? go
Yeah, for those of you that to know what 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 the name

Mike, he doesn't need his name up in
He just wants to be heard whether it's the or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else,
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 all about reality and makin' some noise
Makin' the story makin' sure his stays up
That means when he it down Tak's pickin' it up, let's go

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

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

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

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent
Fifteen concentrated power of will
percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred reason 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 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' patiently to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his stuff is wrote
You wont believe the kind of words that comes out of 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 common owners
People keep him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an

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

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

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

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

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

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