Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

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

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

Who am I? I'm not the
I can take you to my
Above the rocks, the earth
Tell me what your soul is

How much do you make?
How much will you let me
I will you tranquility
send your wealth and checks to me

Life is to expire
And your soul will in fire
You perish in the thunder
Unless you my hotline number

God has you to make me rich
Me and my fat-rat bitch
On your TVs late at
Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the

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

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

God called me and stopped by
And He told me you're die
Unless you buy My holy
Check, cash or a money

This is true, question me
I'll even send you shit for
It's ten bucks for the call
And send a prayer, no charge at all

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

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

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, brothers and sisters,
Excuse me I told him never to page me on a Day
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the
Today only, He will heal this boy, for just thousand 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 your set of to Heaven
Make the out in my name
Me or God all the same

Bring crippled ass to me
Pay my the holy fee
I'll your legs, and bless your chair
Then wheel bitch-ass outta here

Now a ceremony
This part cost any money
Drip a drop of water
Now I fertilize your

Even though I a hooker
Took your girl and shook her
You still buy everything I
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, met Your price"

Give me the power, I can feel it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is
Now, to the naked eye, it would
this boy has not been healed

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