Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first of your 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 all these 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 money do you make?
How much you let me take?
I will you tranquility
Just your wealth and checks to me

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

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

"Don't put away your just yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody here I'd like all of you to
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 this boy"

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

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

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

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

"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 heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars"

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

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

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

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

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

Even I fucked a hooker
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, brothers and
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, we've met price"

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

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