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 the social security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not after all things on ya check, ya say
'I'ma God a little 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
Above the rocks, the earth
Tell me what your soul is

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Would you like to be healed, Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, brothers and sisters,
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 heal this boy, for five thousand dollars"

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

Pass the plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the 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 it's all the

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

Now a ceremony
This don't cost any money
Drip a drop of water
Now I fertilize daughter

Even though I a hooker
Took baby girl and shook her
You still buy everything I
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, we've met price"

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

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