Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Together

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I create 'em, take 'em, 'em, then make '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 definitions of more than one
Take it both ways, I'll be here you're done
Remember as the goes on it's rougher
as I stop, you had enough of

Followin' footsteps, you better turn soon
MC's suck rhymes like vacuums
The style remains the same, the 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
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
understand, here's an example
And why MC's and sample

'Cause we don't have a band, it's just my and his hands
That's hip-hop was, it still stands
The records we use are from mom's and 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
Years later hip-hop got
The chance to put actual on wax

A mind's the coach, the physical form's the
The the destination, I'm the cream
And still I rise 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 with the master
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 to this
You got excited, you almost your wrist
The rhymes was written for the crowd's
When I'm this you can't toy with

The def jam rough rhyme producer
Loads of lyrics get you loose, looser
The man so smooth and so rough
Eric is throwin' and sewin' rippin' 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' they know, nothin' to say
So lay low, musical forms are kickin' Kato
Don't get near it, hard as you hear it
I it's fearified, but don't fear it

And try to predict which rhyme you can
quick 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

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