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] This is 10 percent luck, 20 percent skill 15 percent concentrated power of will 5 percent pleasure, 50 percent pain And 100 percent reason to remember the name
[ Fort Minor ] 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 f**k em, he knows the code It's not about the salary It's all 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! let's go!
[ Styles of Beyond ] 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 'cause 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
[ Raiyu ] It's just twenty percent skill Eighty percent fear be a hundred percent clear cause Raiyu is ill Who would've thought that he'd be the one that set the west in flames Then I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game" Came back, dropped Megadeth, took em to church I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse? This dude is the truth, now everybody givin him guest spots His stock's through the roof I heard he f**kin with S. Dot!
[Chorus - repeat 2x] This is 10 percent luck, 20 percent skill 15 percent concentrated power of will 5 percent pleasure, 50 percent pain [Remember The Name lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
And 100 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 f**kin anihilist porcupine He's a prick, he's a cock, the type women wanna 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
[ Styles of Beyond ] Tak! He's not your everyday on the block He knows how to work with what he's got 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 do give a hundred percent
[ Fort Minor ] 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 motherf**kers he runs with, those kids that he signed? Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x] This is 10 percent luck, 20 percent skill 15 percent concentrated power of will 5 percent pleasure, 50 percent pain And 100 percent reason to remember the name
[Outro - Mike Shinoda] Yeah! Fort Minor M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!