Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the portion 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 after all these on ya check, ya say
give God a little 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 soul is worth

How much do you make?
How much you let me take?
I will give you
Just send your and checks to me

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

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

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

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

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

This is true, question me
I'll even send you shit for
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 you're there, you can kiss my ass

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

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, brothers and sisters,
Excuse me I told him never to 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"

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

Your twenty-two eleven
For set of keys to Heaven
Make the out in my name
Me or God all the same

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

Now a special
part don't cost any money
Drip a drop of water
Now I fertilize daughter

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

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

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

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