Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, twisted
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
Unless you buy My holy
Check, or a money order

This is true, question me
I'll even you shit for free
only ten bucks for the call
And send a prayer, no charge at all

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

your paycheck, and send me half
And I'll you God's autograph
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,
me I told him never to page me on a Sermon Day
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the
only, He will heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars"

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

Pass the collection
(Show me how you give)
Pass the collection
(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 crippled ass to me
Pay my the holy fee
I'll bless your legs, and your chair
Then your bitch-ass outta here

Now a special
part don't cost any money
Drip a drop of blessed
Now I fertilize your

Even though I a hooker
Took your baby girl and her
You still buy everything I
And I'm livin' well, see you in

"Four-thousand eight-hundred,
Five thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, brothers and
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, we've met price"

me the healing power, I can feel it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is
Now, to the naked eye, it appear
this boy has not been healed

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