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[Intro]
Cm
Ab Bb Cm Ab Bb
You ready?! Let's go!
Cm Ab
Yeah,
Bb
Cm Ab
for those of you that wanna know what we're all about
Bb
It's like this y'all (c'mon)
[Chorus]
Cm
This is ten percent luck
Twenty percent skill
Ab Bb
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Cm
Five percent pleasure
Fifty percent pain
Ab Bb
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name
[Verse 1]
Cm
He doesn't need his name up in lights
Ab Bb
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
Cm
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
Ab Bb
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they
know him
Cm
But fuck 'em, he knows the code,
it's not about the salary
Ab Bb
It's about reality and making some noise
Cm
Making a story,
making sure his clique stays up
Ab
That means when he puts it down,
Bb
Tak's pickin' it up
[Verse 2]
Cm
Who the hell is he anyway,
he never really talks much
Ab Bb
Never concerned with status but still leavin' them star
struck
Cm
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
Ab Bb
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin' from
writing raps
Cm
Put it together himself,
now the picture connects
Ab
Never asking for someone's help,
Bb
or to get some respect
Cm
He's only focused on what he wrote;
his will is beyond reach
Ab
And now it all unfolds,
Bb
the skill of an artist
[Verse 3]
Cm
This is twenty percent skill,
eighty percent beer
Ab Bb
Be a hundred percent clear 'cause Ryu is ill
Cm
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west
in flames
Ab
Then I heard him wreckin' with The Crystal Method,
Bb
Name Of The Game
Cm
Came back, dropped Megadef,
took 'em to church
Ab
I like bleach, man,
Bb
Ryu had the stupidest verse
Cm
This dude is the truth,
now everybody be givin' him guest spots
Ab
His stock's through the roof;
Bb
I heard he fuckin' with S-Dot
[Chorus]
Cm
This is ten percent luck
Twenty percent skill
Ab Bb
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Cm
Five percent pleasure
Fifty percent pain
Ab Bb
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name
[Verse 4]
Cm
They call him Ryu he's sick,
and he's spittin' fire and Mike
Ab
Got him out the dryer he's hot,
Bb
found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Cm
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine; he's a prick;
he's a cock
Ab Bb
The type women want to be with and rappers hope he get shot
Cm
Eight years in the makin' patiently waitin' to blow
Ab Bb
Now the record with Shinoda's takin' over the globe
Cm
He's got a partner in crime;
his shit is equally dope
Ab Bb
You won't believe the kind of shit that comes out of this
kid's throat
[Verse 5]
Cm
He's not your every day on the block
Ab
He knows how to work with what he's got
Bb
Makin' his way to the top
Cm
He often gets a comment on his name
Ab
People keep asking him was it given at birth
Bb
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No,
Cm
he's livin' proof that he rockin' the booth
Ab Bb
He'll get you buzzin' quicker than a shot of vodka with
juice
Cm
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Ab Bb
Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent
[Verse 6]
Cm
Forget Mike,
Ab
nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
Bb
It seems like he's never got time
Cm
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
Ab Bb
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his
mind
Cm
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Ab Bb
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
Cm
And those motherfuckers he runs with,
the kids that he signed
Ab
Ridiculous, without even trying,
Bb
how do they do it?
[Chorus]
Cm
This is ten percent luck
Twenty percent skill
Ab Bb
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Cm
Five percent pleasure
Fifty percent pain
Ab Bb
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name
Cm
This is ten percent luck
Twenty percent skill
Ab Bb
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Cm
Five percent pleasure
Fifty percent pain
Ab Bb
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name
[Outro]
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[Intro] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | You ready?! Let's go! Yeah, for those of you that wanna know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon) [Chorus] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 [Verse 1] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 fuck '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 [Verse 2] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 [Verse 3] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 I 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 fuckin' with S-Dot [Chorus] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 [Verse 4] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 fuckin' 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 shit is equally dope You won't believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat [Verse 5] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | He's not your every day 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 [Verse 6] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 motherfuckers he runs with, the kids that he signed Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it? [Chorus] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | 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 [Outro] | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb | | Cm - | Ab Bb | Cm - | Ab Bb |
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