Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Together

Clap hands, put your hands together
Clap your hands, clap hands
Clap your hands, clap hands

This is for of people who came
A show road to road you're entertained
I don't have to say my name
'Cause the place is ripped in half, I'm to blame

Masses of packed up schemin'
Ladies lovely and on screamin'
Go Rakim, go Rakim, go
It be long then it's on with the show

I'm late, so hit the brakes and the Benzito
Double O seven,
Sneak in the door, lookin' for the stage
When I get on you react in a

People from side to side and to back
Won't dance, if the whack
The crowd go psycho even if I don't
Some like the groove I'm so smooth

Then somethin' happens, feet tappin'
You can't hold when Rakim's rappin'
The man you've been waitin' for, rougher ever
Ladies and gentlemen, put your together

Clap your hands, clap your
Clap hands, clap your hands
Clap your hands, your hands
Clap your hands, your hands

I create 'em, take 'em, shake 'em, then make 'em to this
Most of you rappers, can't rap to this
I made it faster, you tried to
Syncopated styles, words after

Measures of metaphor of more than one
Take it both ways, be here when you're done
as the rhyme goes on it's rougher
Soon as I stop, you had of

footsteps, you better turn back soon
Sucker MC's suck like vacuums
The style remains the same, the words is
Bitten, re-written, and re-arranged

Sing along if tongue is strong, it gets sore
Sing when I'm gone and it'll break jaw
flows so swift, I'm Asiatic
Is it a gift, or

Static, I don't
I got a tip of my own and I don't
Don't understand, here's an
And why MC's and DJ's

'Cause we don't have a band, it's just my voice and his
That's what hip-hop was, it still
The records we use are from mom's and collection
Find a break from a dope

And go to the store, then buy one
So my DJ can mix 'cause that's what his are for
Years hip-hop got contracts
The chance to put actual on wax

A mind's the coach, the physical the team
The top's the destination, I'm the
And still I with somethin' pumpin' and somethin' clever
Ladies and gentlemen, put hands together

Clap your hands, your hands
Clap hands, clap your hands
Clap hands, clap your hands, clap 'em, clap 'em
Clap your, clap your, your hands

Now who's the man with the master
With stacks of verbal so clap your hands
written in graffiti, xeroxed on blueprints
Students are now a nuisance

You couldn't fight it, you had to clap to
You got excited, you almost snapped wrist
The rhymes was written for the enjoyment
When I'm with this you can't toy

The def jam juicer rough rhyme
of lyrics get you loose, then looser
The man so smooth and world so
Eric is throwin' and rippin' re-stitchin' the cuts

your majesty, no one's bad as me
Seems the tragedy, had to be
of some def view of a video
Visions are vicious, and let the city know

Whoever's frontin' know, nothin' to say though
So lay low, musical forms are like Kato
Don't get near it, hard as you ever it
I know it's fearified, but fear it

And try to which rhyme you can kick
quick to pick your best, for the mic is lit
Instead of with the flow like you're supposed to go
And the show and yo, put your hands together

Clap your hands, clap your
Clap your hands, put your together
Clap hands, clap your hands
Clap your hands, your hands