Remember the name
By: Fort Minor
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
[Chorus]
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!
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 ******** em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
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 to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have 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!
[Chorus]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a ******** annihilist porcupine
He's a p***k, he's a c**k
The type woman 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 s**t is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of s**t that comes out of this kid's throat
Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin 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 doin 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 every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those ******** he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
2012
By: Jay Sean ft. Nicki Minaj
[Jay Sean]
Ohh ohh
2-0-1-2
Ohh-yeah
It’s alright, Oh It’s alright
You know what they say
Life aint always easy and everyday
we’re survivors
So forget the day
Its all about tonight at the school and start a riot, a riot be rebel
Bottles poppin til we cant stand
We keep it rockn til 6 am
New York to London over to Japan
Turn it up .. Turn It Up.. Mash it up
We gonna party like
Party like it’s the end of the world
We gonna party like, like it’s 2012
You know that it doesn’t matter as long as we got each other
Turn it up.. Turn it up .. Mash it up
It ain’t the end of the world
Ohhhhh
Gonna live like it’s the end of the world
Gonna party like
Ohhhhh
Turn it up… Turn it up… Mash it up
It ain’t the end of the world
[Nicki Minaj]
Simile’s, metaphors and we pop pills
sick flow inundated with the doc bills
work hard, now we know how to top bills
in the middle of the street doing cartwheels
lot of them tryna do it but its not real
wasn’t a rapper then I coulda got a pop deal
white clothes in a hot pink hot wheels
lot of bottles and a lot of booty cocktails
uh, days of our lives
you wink it goes by
so we’ll just get it with no edison
anything goes so no time for closed minds
and free my lil weezy
and lets just get right
Young Money, Cash Money in the building
lets go the World ends tonight
[Jay Sean]
have a drink with me
And lets make tonight go down
In history.. in history yeahh
lets make believe
Its the last 24 hours and this whole world is ours
eternally, eternally
Heyyyyy
Bottles poppin til we cant stand
We keep it rockn til 6 am
New York to London over to Japan
Turn it up .. Turn It Up.. Mash it up
We gonna party like
Party like, like its the end of the world
We gonna party like, like it’s 2012
You Know that it doesn’t matter as long as we got each other
courtesy OriginaLyric.Info
Turn it up.. Turn it up .. Mash it up
It ain’t the end of the World
Ohhhhhhhhhhh
We got live like its the end of the world
We gotta party like
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
Turn it up .. Turn It Up.. Mash it up
It aint the end of the world
Noooooooooooooooooooooo
No I’m not gonna follow
Anything that say anymore
It’s never to late to start living
So let start it with here right now
Party like like its the end of the World
We gonna party like like it’s 2012
You Know that it doesn’t matter as long as we got each other
Turn it up.. Turn it up .. mash it up
It ain’t the end of the world
Ohhhhhhhhh
We gonna live like its the end of the World
We gotta live like
Ohhhhhhhhh
Cooler than me
By: Mike Posner
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
You got your high brow shoes on your feet
And you wear 'em around like it ain't s**t
But you don't know the way that you look
When your steps make that much noise
Shh, see I got you all figured out
You need every one's eyes just to feel seen
Behind your make up nobody knows who you even are
Who do you think that you are?
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
You got your high brow switch in your walk
And you don't even look when you pass by
But you don't know the way that you look
When your steps make that much noise
Shh, see I got you all figured out
You need every one's eyes just to feel seen
Behind your make up nobody knows who you even are
Who do you think that you are?
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
Now don't you dare act like you know don't know
Know what's up? 'Cause your nose is up
I'm approaching up, pshh, yup
Like I can't give you winter in the summer
A summer in the winter, Miami in December
Trying to look bored in them Diors, she probably is
Was acting shallow 'til she found out how deep that my pockets is
Mrs. pre-Madonna, this is your reminder
That I think you fine, but I'm finer
'Cause it sure seems
('Cause it sure seems)
You got no doubt
(That you got no doubt)
But we all see
(We all see)
You got your head in the clouds
(Clouds)
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
(Under my arm)
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
By: Fort Minor
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
[Chorus]
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!
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 ******** em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
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 to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have 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!
[Chorus]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a ******** annihilist porcupine
He's a p***k, he's a c**k
The type woman 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 s**t is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of s**t that comes out of this kid's throat
Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin 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 doin 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 every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those ******** he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
2012
By: Jay Sean ft. Nicki Minaj
[Jay Sean]
Ohh ohh
2-0-1-2
Ohh-yeah
It’s alright, Oh It’s alright
You know what they say
Life aint always easy and everyday
we’re survivors
So forget the day
Its all about tonight at the school and start a riot, a riot be rebel
Bottles poppin til we cant stand
We keep it rockn til 6 am
New York to London over to Japan
Turn it up .. Turn It Up.. Mash it up
We gonna party like
Party like it’s the end of the world
We gonna party like, like it’s 2012
You know that it doesn’t matter as long as we got each other
Turn it up.. Turn it up .. Mash it up
It ain’t the end of the world
Ohhhhh
Gonna live like it’s the end of the world
Gonna party like
Ohhhhh
Turn it up… Turn it up… Mash it up
It ain’t the end of the world
[Nicki Minaj]
Simile’s, metaphors and we pop pills
sick flow inundated with the doc bills
work hard, now we know how to top bills
in the middle of the street doing cartwheels
lot of them tryna do it but its not real
wasn’t a rapper then I coulda got a pop deal
white clothes in a hot pink hot wheels
lot of bottles and a lot of booty cocktails
uh, days of our lives
you wink it goes by
so we’ll just get it with no edison
anything goes so no time for closed minds
and free my lil weezy
and lets just get right
Young Money, Cash Money in the building
lets go the World ends tonight
[Jay Sean]
have a drink with me
And lets make tonight go down
In history.. in history yeahh
lets make believe
Its the last 24 hours and this whole world is ours
eternally, eternally
Heyyyyy
Bottles poppin til we cant stand
We keep it rockn til 6 am
New York to London over to Japan
Turn it up .. Turn It Up.. Mash it up
We gonna party like
Party like, like its the end of the world
We gonna party like, like it’s 2012
You Know that it doesn’t matter as long as we got each other
courtesy OriginaLyric.Info
Turn it up.. Turn it up .. Mash it up
It ain’t the end of the World
Ohhhhhhhhhhh
We got live like its the end of the world
We gotta party like
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
Turn it up .. Turn It Up.. Mash it up
It aint the end of the world
Noooooooooooooooooooooo
No I’m not gonna follow
Anything that say anymore
It’s never to late to start living
So let start it with here right now
Party like like its the end of the World
We gonna party like like it’s 2012
You Know that it doesn’t matter as long as we got each other
Turn it up.. Turn it up .. mash it up
It ain’t the end of the world
Ohhhhhhhhh
We gonna live like its the end of the World
We gotta live like
Ohhhhhhhhh
Cooler than me
By: Mike Posner
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
You got your high brow shoes on your feet
And you wear 'em around like it ain't s**t
But you don't know the way that you look
When your steps make that much noise
Shh, see I got you all figured out
You need every one's eyes just to feel seen
Behind your make up nobody knows who you even are
Who do you think that you are?
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
You got your high brow switch in your walk
And you don't even look when you pass by
But you don't know the way that you look
When your steps make that much noise
Shh, see I got you all figured out
You need every one's eyes just to feel seen
Behind your make up nobody knows who you even are
Who do you think that you are?
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
Now don't you dare act like you know don't know
Know what's up? 'Cause your nose is up
I'm approaching up, pshh, yup
Like I can't give you winter in the summer
A summer in the winter, Miami in December
Trying to look bored in them Diors, she probably is
Was acting shallow 'til she found out how deep that my pockets is
Mrs. pre-Madonna, this is your reminder
That I think you fine, but I'm finer
'Cause it sure seems
('Cause it sure seems)
You got no doubt
(That you got no doubt)
But we all see
(We all see)
You got your head in the clouds
(Clouds)
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
(Under my arm)
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
But you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just to hide your face and
You wear 'em around like you're cooler than me
And you never say "hey" or remember my name
And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me
