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*שיר לינקיני?למה? כי זה פשוט שיר טוב pushing me away *שיר לא לינקיני?למה? remember the name זה נחשב נכון?! *לציין את הקטעים/משפטים אהובים. This is 10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure 50% pain, and a 100% reason to remember the name *אם אתם רוצים לירקס לשיר הלא לינקיני Are you ready? Let's go! Yeah! For those of you that want to know what we're all about...It's like this y'all! Come on! This is 10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure 50% pain, and a 100% reason to remember the name Mike- Mike! 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, f*ck 'em! He knows the code, It's not about the salary, it's all about reality And makin' some noise, Makin' a story, makin' sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it down, Tak's pickin' it up Let's go Tak- Who the hell is he anyway? He never really talks much, Never concerned with status, but still leavin' 'em starstruck, Humble through opportunities given, Despite the fact that many misjudge him 'Cause he makes a living 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 what all unfolds, The skill of an artiste Ryu- This is 20% skill, 80% beer, Be a 100% clear, 'Cause Ryu is ill, Who woulda thought he'd be the one to set the West in flames, Then I heard him wreck it with the Crystal Method, "Name of the Game," Came back, dropped Megadef, Took 'em to church, I liked Bleach, man, Ryu had the stupidest verse, This dude is the truth, Now everybody giving him guest spots, His stock's through the roof, I heard he fuckin' with S-Dot. This is 10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure 50% pain, and a 100% reason to remember the name Ryu- They call him Ryu, he's sick, And he's spitting fire and might, Got him out the dryer, he's hot, Find him in Fort Minor with Tak, But a fucking nihilist porcupine, He's a prick, he's a cop, The type women wanna be with and rappers hope he gets shot, 8 years in the makin', Patiently waitin' to blow, Now the record with Shinoda's taking 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 kids throat. Tak- Tak! He's not your every day on the block, He knows how to work with what he's got, Making his way to the top, He often gets a comment on his name, People keep askin' him, "Was it given at birth or does it stand for an acronym?" No, he's living proof, Got him 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 100%. Mike- 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? This is 10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure 50% pain, and a 100% reason to remember the name (x2) * Fort Minor M. Shinoda Styles of Beyond Ryu Takbir 'Chine Shop *תמונה אני ינסה להעלות ...