Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first portion of your income, say that me"
"Give God the first of your income"
"Give it first, not after the
Not the social security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not all these things 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 you to my level
Above the rocks, the earth
Tell me what your is worth

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

Life is going to
And your will burn in fire
You will perish in the
you call my hotline number

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

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

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, neck
legs, crooked spine but we can heal this boy
For just, six thousand
We can heal 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, question 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 lips up to the screen
Close eyelids, and intervene
lips to mine, now send the cash
And while you're there, you can my ass

your paycheck, and send me half
And send you God's autograph
I'll get you Allah's, and too
Zeus, I dont give a fuck who
Just send me money

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, and sisters, this
me I told him never to page me on a Sermon Day
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, was the Lord
Today only, He will heal boy, for just five thousand dollars"

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

the collection plate
(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
Make the checks out in my
Me or God all the same

your crippled ass to me
Pay my the holy fee
bless your legs, and bless your chair
Then wheel your outta here

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

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

"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 it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is
Now, to the eye, it would appear
That this boy has not been

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