REMEMBER THE NAME

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Remember The Name

　　歌詞：Remember The Name

　　Fort Minor

　　[Mike - Spoken]

　　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!)

　　[Chorus]

　　It's just 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]

　　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 him

　　But **** em'

　　He knows the code:

　　It's not about the salary

　　It's about reality and making some noise

　　Makin the story

　　Makin sure his clique stays up

　　That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up!

　　[Tak]

　　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 to him despite the fact

　　That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps

　　Put it together himself, now the picture connects

　　Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect

　　He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach

　　And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

　　[Ryu]

　　It's just twenty percent skill

　　Eighty percent fear

　　Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill

　　Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames

　　And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"

　　Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church

　　I'm like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?

　　This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots

　　His stock's through the roof I heard he ****in with S-Dot!

　　[Chorus]

　　It's just 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!

　　[Ryu]

　　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 ****in 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]

　　Tak

　　He's not your everyday on the block

　　He knows how to work with wood

　　He's god makin his way to the top

　　People think its a common owners 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 100%

　　[Mike]

　　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 mother****ers he runs with, those kids that he signed?

　　Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

　　[Chorus]

　　It's just 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! x2

　　[Outro - Mike]

　　Yeah! Fort Minor!

　　M. Shinoda, s of Beyond!

　　Ryu, Tak here!

　　Machine Shop!

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