Luyện nghe bài hát He Told Me

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

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

[Bizzy
In the God of the name of Christ
The father, the son and the spirit
Said in Psalm 7, "You do 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 be livin and it'll be alone, oh - feel it, heh, ooh
they wanna do? I see jealousy, element of people in the family
Check out the medley, ow, we sinnin up thank you
Praise God runnin and the thank you
Elementary in the school 'til the women come out to beef
and I'll shank you, shook you, you - heh, heh
And runnin in the belly of the beast I stank you, shank you
And it's worse than a sore, don't let 'em flank you, thank you
Don't let 'em flank you,
I think you too hard
And yes, we're comin up out yard
Tell me what do you
I see some soldiers takin charge as they

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

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