Luyện nghe bài hát He Told Me

[Chorus:
Our father, what's desire?
We give you in praise, your name we call upon
Through these trying times we have come to
We put our in you
You us strength to do the things we wanna dooooo

Bone]
Not a party, but we did it children study in school
I refuse to get deep deep inside of the mystery to know it's you
How many are true?
Never stress me out, thinkin attention of who?
Mention the representation of plus dedication I'm lacin up the
Happily out of the now
Massage a thought, never be my style
Shoulda been bred they brought, go and provide perfect wild
in a day and including now, beautiful love when nobody's around
How could I clown when so profound, you know what I'm talkin about
for round and pound for pound, Heavenly Father I praise him now
Our lord and savior Jesus Christ, comin in on a cloud
commit adultery, phsyical thinkin outtakes the spiritual
Never neglect the fact that, bad medicine, leads to sickness
I you think too hard
And yes, we're comin up out they
What do you see? I see them soldiers charge, march
I see them soldiers charge, march

[Bizzy
In the God of the name of Jesus
The father, the son and the holy
in Psalm 7, "You do unto others as you would want them to do to you"
Honor mother, honor father, God
your brother and it'll be one love
To the day way sinnin be livin and it'll be alone, oh - it, heh, ooh
What they wanna do? I see jealousy, element of in the family
Check out the medley, ow, we up felonies; thank you
Praise God and the police thank you
Elementary in the love school 'til the women out to beef
and shank you, shook you, shank you - heh, heh
And runnin in the belly of the beast I stank you, element you
And it's worse than a canker sore, don't let 'em flank you, you
Don't let 'em flank you,
I think you too hard
And yes, we're comin up out they
Tell me what do you
I see some soldiers takin charge as march

[Bizzy
Bring that song to the Bentley{?}
the wind is changin, spirit be
Strange as it seems in these dreams, lean, on Jesus he's as one
That's the real thing, that's the real team, got real cream
Poppa honey, not money but the real bling
Bada-boom bada-bing, and let freedom ring
Oh me, I'm mystical as all clerical, no little bits in the wind today
Cannibals out a can of that bullshit
That bullshit, tell the plan away
Scan away, literally been broke a script
in the name of our lord and savior; Christ
In the name of the and the son and the holy spirit all of it wise
why

[Outro: Bizzy
back, one true God
I want you to spit it like that
Whatever, whatever happen
They ain't gotta like this
[starting to
Tell them motherfuckers out it's for me
I want you 'em somethin
I want you to tell mudder-fuckers
that I said can kiss my ass!