Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

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

And the hospitalization, and the
Not all these 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 take you to my
Above the rocks, above the
Tell me what your soul is

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

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

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

"Don't put your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody here I'd all of you to meet
This is little 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 this boy"

God called me and then by
And He me you're gonna die
Unless you buy My holy
Check, or a money order

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

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

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

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

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

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

total's twenty-two eleven
For set of keys 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 bless legs, and bless your chair
Then wheel your outta here

Now a ceremony
This part don't any money
Drip a of blessed water
Now I your daughter

Even I fucked a hooker
Took baby girl and shook her
You still buy I sell
And I'm well, see you in Hell

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

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