Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

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

But em he knows the code
It's not the salary it's all about reality and makin' some noise
Makin' the story makin' 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 talks
Never concerned with status but still leavin' star struck
Humbled through opportunities despite the fact
That misjudge him because he makes a livin' from writin' raps

Put it together himself, now the connects
askin' for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an

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

back dropped Megadef, took 'em to church
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 percent luck, twenty percent
Fifteen percent concentrated power of
Five pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred reason to remember the name

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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