Luyện nghe bài hát He Told Me

[Chorus:
Our father, what's your
We give you things in praise, your name we upon
Through these trying times we have 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 children study in school
I refuse to get deep inside of the mystery to know that it's you
How many are true?
Never stress me out, thinkin attention of who?
Mention the representation of plus dedication I'm up the boots
out of the wonderment now
Massage a thought, could be my style
Shoulda been bred they brought, go and some perfect wild
in a day and including now, beautiful love when nobody's around
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 lord and savior Christ, Lord comin in on a cloud
Never commit adultery, phsyical thinkin outtakes the
Never neglect the that, bad medicine, leads to sickness literal
I you think too hard
And yes, we're up out they yard
What do you see? I see soldiers takin charge, march
I see them soldiers charge, march

[Bizzy
In the God of the of Jesus Christ
The father, the son and the spirit
Said in Psalm 7, "You do others as you would want them to do to you"
mother, honor father, praise God
Love brother and it'll be one love
To the day way sinnin be and it'll be alone, oh - feel it, heh, ooh
What they wanna do? I see jealousy, of people in the family
out the medley, ow, we sinnin up felonies; thank you
Praise God runnin and the police you
Elementary in the love school 'til the 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, element you
And it's than a canker sore, don't let 'em flank you, thank you
Don't let 'em you, haha
I think you think too
And yes, we're comin up out they
me what do you see?
I see some soldiers charge as they march

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

[Outro: Bone]
back, one true God
I want you to it just like that
Whatever, whatever happen
They ain't gotta this shit
to mumble]
Tell motherfuckers out here it's for me
I want you tell 'em
I want you to tell these
I said they can kiss my ass!