Fort Minor、Styles of Beyond - Remember the Name (feat. Styles of Beyond) (纯音乐)

You ready? Let's goYeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all aboutIt's like this y'all come onThis is ten percent luck, twenty percent skillFifteen percent concentrated power of willFive percent pleasure, fifty percent painAnd a hundred percent reason to remember the nameMike, he doesn't need his name up in lightsHe just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the micHe feels so unlike everybody else, aloneIn spite of the fact that some people still think that they know himBut trip em he knows the codeIt's not about the salary it's all about reality and makin' some noiseMakin' the story makin' sure his clique stays upThat means when he puts it down Tak's pickin' it up, let's goWho the heck is he anyway? He never really talks muchNever concerned with status but still leavin' them star struckHumbled through opportunities given despite the factThat many misjudge him because he makes a livin' from writin' rapsPut it together himself, now the picture connectsNever askin' for someone's help, to get some respectHe's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reachAnd now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artistThis is twenty percent skill, eighty percent fearBe a hundred percent clear 'cause Ryu is illWho would've thought he'd be the one to set the west in flames?And I heard him wreckin' with the crystal method, name of the gameCame back dropped Megadef, took 'em to churchI'm like 'bleach, man, why you have the stupidest verse?This dude is the truth, now everybody givin' him guest spotsHis stock's through the roof I heard he messin with S-dotThis is ten percent luck, twenty percent skillFifteen percent concentrated power of willFive percent pleasure, fifty percent painAnd a hundred percent reason to remember the nameThey call him Ryu the sick and he's spittin' fire an' mikeGot him out the dryer he's hot found him in Fort Minor with TakA stupid annihilist porcupine he's a piece of a rockThe type women want to be with and rappers hope he doesn't rotEight years in the makin' patiently waitin' to blowNow the record with Shinoda's takin' over the globeHe's got a partner in crime, his stuff is equally wroteYou wont believe the kind of words that comes out of this kid's throatTak, he's not your everyday on the blockHe knows how to work with what he's gotMakin' his way to the topPeople think it's a common owners namePeople keep askin' him was it given at birthOr does it stand for an acronym?No, he's livin' proof got him rockin' the boothHe'll get you buzzin' quicker than a can of wodka with juiceHim and his crew are known around as one of the bestDedicated to what they doin give a hundred percentForget Mike, nobody really knows how or why he works so hardIt seems like he's never got timeBecause he writes every note and he writes every lineAnd I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mindIt's like a design is written in his head every timeBefore he even touches a key or speaks in a rhymeAnd those stupid people he runs with, those kids that he signedRidiculous, without even tryin', how do they do it?This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skillFifteen percent concentrated power of willFive percent pleasure, fifty percent painAnd a hundred percent reason to remember the nameThis is ten percent luck, twenty percent skillFifteen percent concentrated power of willFive percent pleasure, fifty percent painAnd a hundred percent reason to remember the nameYeah, Fort Minor, M. ShinodaStyles of Beyond, Ryu, TakbirMachine Shop