Luyện nghe bài hát He Told Me

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

Bone]
Not a party, but we did it like children study in
I refuse to get deep inside of the mystery to know that it's you
How many people are
Never stress me out, thinkin attention of who?
Mention the of plus dedication I'm lacin up the boots
Happily out of the now
Massage a thought, never be my style
Shoulda been they brought, go and provide some perfect wild
Forever in a day and including now, beautiful love nobody's around
How could I clown when it's so profound, you know what I'm about
Round for round and pound for pound, Father I praise him now
Our lord and savior Jesus Christ, Lord in on a cloud
Never commit adultery, phsyical thinkin the spiritual
neglect 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 see? I see soldiers takin charge, march
I see them takin charge, march

[Bizzy
In the God of the name of Jesus
The father, the son and the spirit
Said in Psalm 7, "You do unto 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
they wanna do? I see jealousy, element of people in the family
Check out the medley, ow, we sinnin up felonies; you
Praise God runnin and the police you
Elementary in the school 'til the women come out to beef
and I'll you, shook you, shank you - heh, heh
And runnin in the belly of the beast I you, element shank you
And it's worse a canker sore, don't let 'em flank you, thank you
let 'em flank you, haha
I think you think too
And yes, we're up out they yard
Tell me do you see?
I see some soldiers charge as they march

[Bizzy
Bring that to the Bentley{?} swangin
the wind is changin, 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 but the real bling
Bada-boom bada-bing, and let freedom ring
Oh me, I'm as ever all clerical, no little bits in the wind today
Cannibals pullin out a can of that
That bullshit, tell the bitches plan
Scan away, literally broke with a script
in the of our lord and savior; Jesus Christ
In the name of the father and the son and the spirit all of it wise
why

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