Intro
Em - Em - C - D
Chorus:
Em
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
C D
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Em
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
C D
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Verse 1:(Mike)
Em
He doesn't need his name up in lights
C D
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
Em
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
C D
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
Em
But fuck em, he knows the code It's not about the salary
C D
It's all about reality and making some noise
Em
Making the story - making sure his clique stays up
C D
That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let's go!
Verse 2:(Tak)
Em
Who the hell is he anyway? He never really talks much
C D
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Em
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
C D
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps
Em
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
C D
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
Em
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
C D
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
Verse 3:(Ryu)
Em
This is twenty percent skill Eighty percent beer
C D
Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Em
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
C D
And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Em
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
C D
I like bleach man, why you had the stupidest verse?
Em
This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots
C D
His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with S. Dot!
Chorus:
Em
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
C D
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Em
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
C D
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Verse 4:(Ryu)
Em
They call him Ryu, he's sick And he's spitting fire
C D
And mike got him out the dryer he's hot Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Em
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine He's a prick, he's a cock
C D
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Em
Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow
C D
Now the record with Shinoda's taking over the globe
Em
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
C D
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
Verse 5:(Tak)
Em
He's not your everyday on the block
C D
He knows how to work with what he's got Making his way to the top
Em
He often gets a comment on his name
C D
People keep asking him was it given at birth or does it stand for an acronym?
Em
No he's living proof, got him rocking the booth
C D
He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Em
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
C D
Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent
Verse 6:(Mike)
Em C
Forget Mike, Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
D
It seems like he's never got time
Em
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
C D
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
Em
It's like a design is written in his head every time
C D
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
Em
And those motherfuckers he runs with, The kids that he signed?
C D
Ridiculous, without even trying, How did he do it?!
Chorus:
Em
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
C D
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Em
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
C D
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Em
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
C D
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Em
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
C D
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
- 1. Chord Gitar Fort Minor - Remember The Name Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Fort Minor - Remember The Name Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar G#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan