Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

Mike, he doesn't his name up in lights
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 people still think that they know him

But em he knows the code
It's not about the salary it's all about and makin' some noise
the story makin' sure his clique 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 concerned with but still leavin' them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given the fact
That many him because he makes a livin' from writin' raps

Put it himself, now the picture connects
Never askin' for someone's help, to get some
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is reach
And now when it all unfolds, the of an artist

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

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

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

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

Eight years in the patiently waitin' to blow
Now the record Shinoda's takin' over the globe
He's got a in crime, his stuff is equally wrote
You wont believe the kind of words that comes out of this 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 common owners
People keep askin' him was it at birth
Or does it for an acronym?

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

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

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

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

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

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