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 after the
Not the social security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not after all these on ya check, ya say
'I'ma give God a little 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, above the
Tell me your soul is worth

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

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

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

"Don't put away your wallets yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody I'd like all of you to meet
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 thousand
We can this boy"

God me and then stopped by
And He told me you're die
Unless you buy My holy
Check, or a money order

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

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

your paycheck, and send 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 me that money

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

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

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

Your total's 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
bless your legs, and bless your chair
Then your bitch-ass outta here

Now a ceremony
This part don't cost any
Drip a drop of blessed
Now I fertilize your

Even I fucked a hooker
Took your baby and shook her
You buy everything I sell
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! boy is healed
Now, to the naked eye, it 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 is healed Hallelujah!"