Fort Minor - Remember The Name (Feat. Styles Of Beyond)

You ready
Lets go
Yeah
for those of you that
want to know
what we're all about
It's like this y'all c'mon
This is ten percent luck
twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated
power of will
Five percent pleasure
fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent
reason to remember the name
Mike
He doesn't need his
name up in lights
He just wants to be heard
whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike
everybody else alone
In spite of the fact that some
people still think that they know
But fuck em he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality
and making some noise
Makin story
makin sure his clique stays up
That means
when he puts it down Tak's
pickin it up
Who the hell is he anyway
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status
but still leavin them
star struck
Humbled through opportunities
given him despite the fact
That many misjudge
because he makes a
livin from writin raps
Put it together himself
now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help
Or to get some respect
He's only
focused on what he wrote
his will is beyond reach
and now it all unfolds the
skill of an artist
This is 20% skill
80% beer
Be a 100% clear 'cuz Ryu is ill
Who would have
thought he'd be the
one That set The West in flames
Then I heard him
wreck it with the
Crystal Method Name Of The Game
Came back dropped Megadef
took em to church
I like bleach man
Ryu had the stupidest verse
This dude is the truth
Now everybody's
givin' him guest spots
His stock's through the roof
heard he's fuckin' with S dot
This is ten percent luck
20% skill
Fifteen percent concentrated
Five percent pleasure
fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent
reason to remember the name
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin
annihilist porcupine
He's a prick
he's a cock The type
woman want to be with and
rappers hope he get shot Eight
years in the makin patiently
waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's
takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime
his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of
shit that comes
out of this kid's throat Tak
He's not your everyday
on the block
He knows how to what he's got
Makin his way to the top
He often gets a comment
on his name
People keep askin him was it
given at birth Or does it
stand for an acronym No
he's livin proof
Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker
than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are
known around
as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin
give a hundred percent
Forget Mike
Nobody really knows how or why
he works so hard It
seems like he's
never got time Because he
writes every note
and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work
when that light goes
on in his mind
It's like a design is
written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key
or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he
runs with kids that he signed
Ridiculous without even trying
how do they do it This is ten
percent luck
twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated
power of will
Five percent pleasure
fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent
reason to remember the name
This is ten percent luck
twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated
power of will
Five percent pleasure
fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent
reason to remember the name
Yeah Fort Minor
M Shinoda Styles of Beyond
Ryu Takbir Machine Shop