Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Together

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

This is for thousands of who came
A show from road to road entertained
I don't have to say my name
when 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 be long then it's on with the show

I'm late, so hit the brakes and park the
Double O seven,
Sneak in the back door, lookin' for the
I get on you react in a rage

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

Then somethin' happens, feet tappin'
You hold back when Rakim's rappin'
The man you've been waitin' for, rougher ever
Ladies and gentlemen, put hands together

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

I create 'em, 'em, shake 'em, then make 'em clap to this
Most of you rappers, even rap to this
I made it faster, you to master
Syncopated styles, words flowin'

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

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

Sing along if tongue is strong, it gets sore
Sing when I'm and it'll break your jaw
flows 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 MC's and DJ's

'Cause we don't have a band, it's 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 from a dope

And go to the store, then buy one
So my DJ can mix 'cause that's his hands are for
Years later got contracts
The to put actual facts on wax

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

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

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

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

The def jam juicer rough producer
Loads of lyrics get you loose, then
The man so smooth and 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 let the city know

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

And try to predict which rhyme you can
You're to pick 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

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