Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Name

You ready? go
Yeah, for those of you that 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
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent
And a hundred percent to remember the name

Mike, he need 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 fact some people still think that they know him

But trip em he the code
It's not about the salary it's all about reality and some noise
Makin' the story makin' his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down pickin' it up, let's go

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

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

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

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

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

They call him Ryu the sick and spittin' fire an' mike
Got him out the dryer hot found him in Fort Minor with Tak
A stupid annihilist porcupine he's a piece of a
The type women want to be with and rappers hope he rot

years in the makin' patiently waitin' to blow
Now the with Shinoda's takin' over the globe
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 how to work with what he's got
his way to the top
People think it's a owners name
People 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 wodka 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 like he's never got
he writes 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 speaks in a
And stupid people he runs with, those kids that he signed
Ridiculous, even tryin', how do they do it?

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

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

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