Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

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

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

Mike, he doesn't his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether the beat or the mic
He so unlike everybody else, alone
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 about reality and some noise
the story makin' sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's it up, let's go

Who the heck is he anyway? He never really talks
Never concerned status but still leavin' them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the
That many misjudge him because he makes a from writin' raps

Put it himself, now the picture connects
Never for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on 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 percent clear 'cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought be the one to set the west in flames?
And I heard him wreckin' with the method, name of the game

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

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

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

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

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

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

Forget Mike, really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's got time
Because he writes every note and he writes line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his

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 concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty pain
And a percent reason to remember the name

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

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