Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Together

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

is for thousands of people who came
A show from road to road 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'
lovely and keep on screamin'
Go Rakim, go Rakim, go
It won't be long it's on with the show

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

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

Then somethin' happens, feet start
You can't hold back when rappin'
The man been waitin' for, rougher than ever
and gentlemen, put your hands together

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

I create 'em, take 'em, shake 'em, then 'em clap to this
Most of you rappers, even rap to this
I made it faster, you tried to
styles, words flowin' after

Measures of metaphor definitions of than one
Take it both ways, I'll be here when done
Remember as the rhyme goes on it's
as I stop, you had enough of

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

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

Static, I cling
I got a tip of my own and I sing
understand, here's an example
And why and DJ's sample

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

And go to the store, buy one more
So my DJ can mix 'cause what his hands are for
later hip-hop got contracts
The chance to put facts on wax

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

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

Now who's the man the master plan?
With stacks of attacks so clap your hands
Rhyme in graffiti, xeroxed on blueprints
influenced are now a nuisance

You couldn't fight it, you had to to this
You got excited, you snapped your wrist
The rhymes was written for the crowd's
I'm with this you can't toy with

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

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

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

And try to predict 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 enjoy the show and yo, put your together

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