笨小笨Remember the Name歌词由M.Shinoda&R.Maginn&T.Bashir&Tough Rhymes演唱，出自专辑《Gridiron 2017: American Football Anthems》，下面是《Remember the Name》完整版歌词！
Remember the Name歌词完整版
Remember the Name - Various Artists/M.Shinoda/R.Maginn/T.Bashir/Tough Rhymes
Composed by：M.Shinoda/R.Maginn/T.Bashir
You ready
Let's go
Yeah
For those of you that wanna know
What we're all about
It's like this y'all
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
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 **** 'em he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's about reality and making some noise
Making a story making 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 despite the fact
That many misjudge him
Because he makes a livin' from writing 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 twenty percent skill eighty percent beer
Be a hundred percent clear 'cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one
To set the west in flames
Then heard him wreckin' 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 be givin' him guest spots
His stock's through the roof
I heard he ******* with S-Dot
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
They call him Ryu he's sick
And he's spittin' fire and Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a ******* nihilist porcupine
He's a prick he's a cock
The type women 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 **** is equally d**e
You won't believe the kind of ****
That comes out of this kid's throat
He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin' his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym
No he's livin' proof that he 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 and 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 everytime
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those ************* he runs with
The 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
