Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

Mike, he need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether the beat or the mic
He feels so everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they him

But trip em he the code
It's not about the salary it's all about and makin' some noise
Makin' the story 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 talks much
Never concerned with 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 only on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an

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

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

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

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

years in the makin' patiently waitin' to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin' over the
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 everyday on the block
He knows how to work with he's got
his way to the top
People think it's a common owners
People keep askin' him was it at birth
Or does it stand for an

No, he's livin' proof got him 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
to what they doin give a hundred percent

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

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

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

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

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