Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Together

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

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

Masses of posses packed up
Ladies and keep on screamin'
Go Rakim, go Rakim, go
It won't be long then it's on the show

I'm late, so hit the and park the Benzito
Double O seven,
Sneak in the back door, 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 go psycho even if I don't move
Some like the 'cause I'm so smooth

Then somethin' happens, start tappin'
You can't hold back when Rakim's
The man you've been waitin' for, than ever
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands

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

I create 'em, take 'em, 'em, then make 'em clap to this
Most of you rappers, can't even rap to
I made it faster, you to master
Syncopated styles, words flowin'

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

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

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

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

'Cause we have a band, it's just my voice and his hands
That's what was, it still stands
The records we use are mom's and pop's collection
a break from a dope selection

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

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

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

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

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

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

Microphone your majesty, no bad as me
Seems the tragedy, had to be
Thinkin' of def view of a video
Visions are vicious, and I'll let the know

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

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

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