Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first portion of your income, say 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 after all these on ya check, ya say
'I'ma give God a what's left
You do and that's what you gonna get God"

Who am I? I'm not the
I can you to my level
Above the rocks, the earth
Tell me what soul is worth

How much do you make?
How much will you let me
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 asked you to make me
Me and my gaudy bitch
On your TVs late at
Send those checks, and I'll you to the light

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

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

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

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

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

Take your paycheck, and me half
And I'll you God's autograph
get you Allah's, and Buddah's too
Even Zeus, I dont a fuck 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 will heal this boy, for just thousand dollars"

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

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

Your total's twenty-two
For set of keys 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 ceremony
part don't cost any money
Drip a of blessed water
Now I fertilize daughter

Even I fucked a hooker
Took your baby 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, met Your price"

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

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