Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first 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 little left
You do and that's you gonna get from God"

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

How money do you make?
How much will you let me
I will give you
Just send your wealth and 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 bitch
On your TVs at night
Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the

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

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

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

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

Put your up to the screen
your 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 send you 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, brothers and sisters,
Excuse me I told him never to me on a Sermon Day
Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the Lord
Today only, He heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars"

the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the 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 twenty-two eleven
For your set of keys to
the checks out in my name
Me or God all the same

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

Now a special
This part cost any money
Drip a drop of water
Now I fertilize your

Even I fucked a hooker
Took baby girl and shook her
You still buy I sell
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"

me the healing 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 spirit has healed, inside this tangled
Mangled frame is a healed little boy, his spirit is Hallelujah!"