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 after the security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not after all these on ya check, ya say
give God a little what's left
You do and that's what you get from God"

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

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

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

God has asked you to me rich
Me and my gaudy bitch
On your TVs late at
Send those checks, and guide you to the light

"Don't put away wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody here I'd like all of you to
is little Jonathan, 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 this 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 for free
only ten bucks for the call
And I'll a prayer, no charge at all

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

Take paycheck, and send me half
And I'll 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, brothers and sisters,
Excuse me I him never to page me on a Sermon Day
Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the Lord
Today only, He will heal this boy, for just thousand dollars"

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

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

Your total's eleven
For set of keys to Heaven
Make the checks out in my
Me or God it's all the

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

Now a ceremony
This don't cost any money
Drip a drop of water
Now I fertilize daughter

Even though I fucked a
your baby girl 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, brothers and
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, met Your price"

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

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