Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first of your income, say that with 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 give God a 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 your soul is worth

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

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

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

"Don't put your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
There's here I'd like all of you to meet
is little Jonathan, Jonathan
Say to the lovely 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 gonna die
Unless you buy My water
Check, cash or a money

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

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

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

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, and sisters, this
Excuse me I told him to page me on a Sermon Day
Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the Lord
Today only, He will heal this boy, for five thousand dollars"

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

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

Your total's twenty-two
For your set of keys to
Make the out in my name
Me or God all the same

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

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

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

me the healing power, I can feel it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! boy is healed
Now, to the eye, it would appear
That boy has not been healed

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