Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Together

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

along if your tongue is strong, it gets sore
Sing when I'm gone and 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
understand, here's an example
And why MC's and sample

we don't have a band, it's just my voice and his hands
That's what hip-hop was, it still
The we use are from 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 what his hands are for
later hip-hop got contracts
The chance to put facts on wax

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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