Remember The Name
You ready?! Lets go!Yeah, for those of you that want to know whatwe're all aboutIt's like this y'all (c'mon!)[Chorus]This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skillFifteen percent concentrated power of willFive percent pleasure, fifty percent painAnd a hundred percent reason to remember thename!Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lightsHe just wants to be heard whether it's the beat orthe micHe feels so unlike everybody else, aloneIn spite of the fact that some people still thinkthat they know himBut fuck em, he knows the codeIt's not about the salaryIt's all about reality and making some noiseMakin the story - makin sure his clique stays upThat means when he puts it down Tak's pickin itup! let's go!Who the hell is he anyway?He never really talks muchNever concerned with status but still leavin themstar struckHumbled through opportunities given to himdespite the factThat many misjudge him because he makes a livinfrom writin rapsPut it together himself, now the picture connectsNever askin for someone's help, to get somerespectHe's only focused on what he wrote, his will isbeyond reachAnd now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artistIt's just twenty percent skillEighty percent fearBe one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is illWho would've thought that he'd be the one to setthe west in flamesAnd I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method,"Name Of The Game"Came back dropped Megadef, took em to churchI like bleach man, why you have the stupidestverse?This dude is the truth, now everybody be givinhim guest spotsHis stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin withS. Dot![Chorus]They call him Ryu The SickAnd he's spittin fire with MikeGot him out the dryer he's hotFound him in Fort Minor with TakBeen a fuckin annihilist porcupineHe's a prick, he's a cockThe type woman want to be with, and rappershope he get shotEight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blowNow the record with Shinoda's takin over theglobeHe's got a partner in crime, his shit is equallydopeYou wont believe the kind of shit that comes outof 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 its 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 shot of vodkawith juiceHim and his crew are known around as one of thebestDedicated to what they doin give a hundredpercentForget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why heworks so hardIt seems like he's never got timeBecause he writes every note and he writes everylineAnd I've seen him at work when that light goes onin his mindIt's like a design is written in his head every timeBefore he even touches a key or speaks in a rhymeAnd those motherfuckers he runs with, those kidsthat he signed?Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they doit?![Chorus - repeat 2x][Outro - Mike Shinoda]Yeah! Fort MinorM. Shinoda - Styles of BeyondRyu! Takbir! Machine Shop!