Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the portion of your income, say that with me"
"Give God the first of your income"
"Give it first, not the deducts
Not the social security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not after all things on ya check, ya say
'I'ma give God a what's left
You do and that's what you get from God"

Who am I? I'm not the
I can you to my level
the rocks, above the earth
Tell me what soul is worth

How much money do you
How will you let me take?
I will you tranquility
Just send your wealth and to me

is going to expire
And your soul will burn in
You will in the thunder
Unless you my hotline number

God has you to make me rich
Me and my gaudy bitch
On TVs late at night
Send those checks, and I'll you to the light

"Don't put your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody I'd like all of you to meet
is little Jonathan, Jonathan
Say hello to the people"

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, neck
Tangled legs, crooked but we can heal this boy
For just, six dollars
We can heal boy"

God me and then stopped by
And He me you're gonna die
Unless you buy My water
Check, cash or a order

This is true, don't me
even send you shit for free
It's only ten for the call
And I'll a prayer, no charge at all

Put your lips up to the
your eyelids, and intervene
Your lips to mine, now the cash
And while you're there, you can my ass

Take paycheck, and send me half
And send you God's autograph
I'll get you Allah's, and too
Even Zeus, I dont a fuck who
Just send me money

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, and sisters, this
Excuse me I him never to page me on a Sermon Day
Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the Lord
Today only, He will heal this boy, for just five dollars"

the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the plate
(Give, give, give)

Pass the plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the collection
(Show me how you give)
(I'll you how to live)

total's twenty-two eleven
For set of keys to Heaven
the checks out in my name
Me or God it's all the

Bring crippled ass to me
Pay my usher the fee
bless your legs, and bless your chair
Then wheel your bitch-ass outta

Now a special
This part don't any money
Drip a of blessed water
Now I fertilize your

though I fucked a hooker
Took your girl and shook her
You buy everything I sell
And I'm livin' well, see you in

"Four-thousand eight-hundred,
Five thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, and sisters
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, we've met price"

Give me the healing power, I can it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is
Now, to the naked eye, it appear
That boy has not been healed

But I can you
This boy's has been healed, inside this tangled
Mangled frame is a healed little boy, his spirit is Hallelujah!"