Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

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

But trip em he knows the
It's not about the salary it's all reality and makin' some noise
Makin' the story makin' 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 talks much
concerned with status but still leavin' them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the
That many 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 focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond
And now when it all unfolds, the of an artist

This is percent skill, eighty percent fear
Be a hundred percent '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 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 roof I heard he messin with

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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