Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first portion of income, say that with me"
"Give God the portion 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 gonna get God"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Put your lips up to the
your eyelids, and intervene
Your to mine, now send the cash
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 a fuck who
Just me that money

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

the collection 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 it's all the

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

Now a special
This part cost any money
a drop of blessed water
Now I your daughter

Even though I fucked a
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 feel it
Rumilumilamanamanumi! boy is healed
Now, to the eye, it would appear
That this boy has not healed

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