Luyện nghe bài hát He Told Me

[Chorus:
Our father, what's desire?
We give you in praise, your name we call upon
Through these trying times we have come to
We put our in you
You give us to do the things we wanna dooooo

[Bizzy
Not a party, but we did it like study in school
I refuse to get deep deep inside of the to know that it's you
How many are true?
Never could stress me out, thinkin attention of
Mention the representation of plus dedication I'm lacin up the
Happily out of the now
Massage a thought, never be my style
Shoulda been bred they brought, go and provide some perfect
Forever in a day and including now, beautiful love when around
How could I clown when it's so profound, you know I'm talkin about
Round for round and for pound, Heavenly Father I praise him now
Our lord and Jesus Christ, Lord comin in on a cloud
Never commit adultery, phsyical thinkin the spiritual
Never neglect the fact that, bad medicine, leads to literal
I think you think too
And yes, we're comin up out yard
What do you see? I see them soldiers charge, march
I see them soldiers takin charge,

[Bizzy
In the God of the name of Christ
The father, the son and the holy
Said in Psalm 7, "You do unto others as you would them to do to you"
mother, honor father, praise God
Love your brother and it'll be one
To the day way sinnin be livin and be alone, oh - feel it, heh, ooh
What they wanna do? I see jealousy, of people in the family
Check out the medley, ow, we up felonies; thank you
Praise God runnin and the police you
Elementary in the school 'til the women come out to beef
and I'll you, shook you, shank you - heh, heh
And runnin in the belly of the beast I stank you, element you
And it's worse than a canker sore, let 'em flank you, thank you
Don't let 'em flank you,
I think you think too
And yes, we're comin up out they
Tell me do you see?
I see some takin charge as they march

[Bizzy
Bring that song to the Bentley{?}
the wind is changin, be arrangin
as it seems in these crazy dreams, lean, on Jesus he's as one
That's the thing, that's the real team, got some real cream
Poppa makin honey, not money but the real
Bada-boom bada-bing, and let your ring
Oh me, I'm mystical as ever all clerical, no little bits in the wind
Cannibals pullin out a can of that
That bullshit, tell the plan away
Scan away, been broke with a script
in the name of our lord and savior; Christ
In the name of the and the son and the holy spirit all of it wise
why

[Outro: Bizzy
back, one true God
I want you to it just like that
Whatever, happen happen
ain't gotta like this shit
[starting to
Tell motherfuckers out here it's for me
I want you 'em somethin
I want you to tell these
that I said they can my ass!