Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

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

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

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

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

is going to expire
And your soul burn in fire
You perish in the thunder
you call my hotline number

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

"Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and
There's somebody here I'd all of you to meet
is little Jonathan, Jonathan
Say to the lovely people"

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, neck
Tangled legs, crooked spine but we can heal boy
For just, six thousand
We can this boy"

God me and then stopped by
And He me you're gonna die
you buy My holy water
Check, cash or a money

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

Put your lips up to the
your eyelids, and intervene
Your lips to mine, now the cash
And while there, you can kiss my ass

Take paycheck, and send me half
And I'll send you autograph
get you Allah's, and Buddah's too
Even Zeus, I dont give a who
send me that money

"Would you to be healed, little Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, brothers and sisters,
Excuse me I him never to page me on a Sermon Day
Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the Lord
Today only, He will heal boy, for just five thousand dollars"

the collection 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 total's eleven
For set of keys to Heaven
Make the checks out in my
Me or God all the same

your crippled ass to me
Pay my usher the fee
I'll bless your legs, and your chair
Then wheel bitch-ass outta here

Now a ceremony
This don't cost any money
Drip a of blessed water
Now I fertilize your

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

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

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

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