Fort Minor - Remember The Name, music video, wallpaper, poster, album
"Remember the Name" is the first single from Fort Minor's 2005 album The Rising Tied.
Fort Minor: Remember The Name Lyrics
You ready?! Lets go!Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we'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 the name!
Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lightsHe just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the micHe feels so unlike everybody else, aloneIn spite of the fact that some people still think that 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 it up! let's go!
Who the hell is he anyway?He never really talks muchNever concerned with status but still leavin them star struckHumbled through opportunities given to him despite the factThat many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin rapsPut it together himself, now the picture connectsNever askin for someone's help, to get some respectHe's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reachAnd now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It'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 set the 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 stupidest verse?This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spotsHis stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. 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 rappers hope he get shotEight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blowNow the record with Shinoda's takin over the globeHe's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dopeYou wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
Tak! - 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 vodka with juiceHim and his crew are known around as one of the bestDedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent
Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hardIt seems like he's never got timeBecause he writes every note and he writes every lineAnd I've seen him at work when that light goes on in 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 kids that he signed?Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
[Outro - Mike Shinoda]Yeah! Fort MinorM. Shinoda - Styles of BeyondRyu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
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