Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the portion of your income, say that with me"
"Give God the first portion of income"
"Give it first, not after the
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 that's 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 what your is worth

How much money do you
How much you let me take?
I give you tranquility
Just send wealth and checks to me

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

God has you to make me rich
Me and my fat-rat gaudy
On your TVs at night
Send those checks, and guide you to the light

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

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

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

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

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

Take paycheck, and send me half
And send you God's autograph
get you Allah's, and Buddah's too
Even Zeus, I give a fuck who
Just 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
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, was the Lord
Today only, He will heal this boy, for five thousand dollars"

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

total's twenty-two eleven
For your set of to Heaven
the checks out in my name
Me or God it's all the

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

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

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

"Four-thousand eight-hundred,
thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, brothers and sisters
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, met Your price"

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

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