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Put Your Hands Together - текст песни



Put Your Hands Together


[piano playing for 1:02 before the beginning of the main song (Texts of songs )]




[Eric B] "Clap your hands" cut and scratched [x6]


[Rakim] Put your hands together... clap your hands




[Verse One: Rakim]




This is for thousands of people who came


A show from road to road you're entertained


I don't even have to say my name


Cause when the place is ripped in half, I'm to blame


Masses of posses packed up schemin


Ladies lovely and keep on screamin


Go Rakim, go Rakim, go


It won't be long then it's on with the show


I'm late, so hit the brakes and park the Benzito


Double oh seven, incognito


Sneak in the back door, lookin for the stage


When I get on you react in a rage


People from side to side and front to back


won't dance, if the MC's wack


The crowd go psycho even if I don't move


Some like the groove cause I'm so smooth


Then somethin happens, feet start tappin


You can't hold back when Rakim's rappin


The man you've been waitin for, rougher than ever


Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together




[Eric B] "Clap your hands" cut and scratched [x8]


[Rakim] Clap your hands




[Verse Two: Rakim]




I create em, take em, shake em, then make em clap to this


Most of you rappers, can't even rap to this


I made it faster, you tried to master


Syncopated styles, words flowin after


Measures of metaphor definitions of more than one


Take it both ways, I'll be here when you're done


Remember as the rhyme goes on it's rougher


Soon as I stop, you had enough of


Followin footsteps, you better turn back soon


Sucker MC's suck rhymes like vacuums


The style remains the same, the words is changed


Bitten, rewritten, recited and rearranged


Sing along if your tongue is strong, it gets sore


Sing when I'm gone and it'll break your jaw


Wisdom flows so swift, I'm Asiatic


Is it a gift, or automatic


Static, I don't cling


I got a tip of my own and I don't sing


Don't understand, here's an example


and why MC's and DJ's sample


Cause we don't have a band, it's just my voice and his hands


That's what hip-hop was, it still stands


The records we use are from mom's and pop's collection


Find a break from a dope selection


And go to the store, then buy one more


So my DJ can mix cause that's what his hands are for


Years later hip-hop got contracts


The chance to put actual facts on wax


A mind's the coach, the physical form's the team


The top's the destination, I'm the cream


And still I rise with somethin pumpin and somethin clever


Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together




[Eric B] "Clap your hands" cut and scratched [x7]


[Rakim] Clap your hands... clap em, clap em




[Verse Three: Rakim]




Now who's the man with the masterplan?


With stacks of verbal attacks so clap your hands


Rhyme written in graffiti xeroxed on blueprints


Students influenced are now a nuisance


You couldn't fight it, you had to clap to this


You got excited, you almost snapped your wrist


The rhymes was written for the crowd's enjoyment


When I'm with this you can't toy with


The def jam juicer rough rhyme producer


Loads of lyrics get you loose, then looser


The man so smooth and world so rough


Eric is throwin and sewin rippin restitchin the cuts


Microphone your majesty, no one's bad as me


Seems the tragedy, Rakim had to be


Thinkin of some def view of a video


Visions are vicious, and I'll let the city know


Whoever's frontin they know, nothin to say though


so lay low, musical forms are kickin' like Kato


Don't get near it, hard as you ever hear it


I know it's fearified, but don't fear it


And try to predict which rhyme you can kick


You're quick to pick your best, for the mic is lit


Instead of goin with the flow like you're supposed to go


And enjoy the show and yo, put your hands together




[Eric B] "Clap your hands" cut and scratched [x6]


[Rakim] Clap your hands... put your hands together


CLAP YOUR HANDS! *echoes*



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