Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of
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 heard it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike else, alone
In spite of the fact some people still think that they know him

But trip em he knows the
It's not about the salary it's all about reality and makin' noise
Makin' the story makin' sure his stays up
That means when he puts it 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 opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin' from raps

Put it together himself, now the picture
Never askin' for help, to get some respect
He's only 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 clear 'cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought he'd be the one to set the west in
And I heard him wreckin' with the crystal method, of the game

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

is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent power of will
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 he's hot found him in Fort with Tak
A stupid annihilist porcupine he's a piece of a
The type women want to be with and rappers hope he 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 the kind of words that comes out of this kid's throat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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