Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first portion of your income, say that 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 things on ya check, ya say
'I'ma give God a little what's
You do and that's what you get from God"

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

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

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

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

"Don't put away wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
somebody here I'd like all of you to meet
This is Jonathan, Jonathan
Say hello to the people"

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

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

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

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

Take your paycheck, and send me
And I'll send you God's
I'll get you Allah's, and too
Even Zeus, I give a fuck who
Just send me that

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, and sisters, this
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 collection
(Show me how you give)
the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
(I'll you how to live)

Your total's eleven
For set of keys to Heaven
the checks out in my name
Me or God all the same

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

Now a special
This don't cost any money
a drop of blessed water
Now I fertilize your

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

"Four-thousand eight-hundred,
thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, brothers 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 naked eye, it appear
That this boy has not been

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