Cuz dem bad guys talk big Bout da bad tings dey like do. Dey talk real good Bout da ones dat take stuff away from odda peopo, Same time, dey talk pilau bout Da One In Charge, Jalike he no mean notting.
Da stupid head kine peopo wit attitude, Dey ony laugh Wen dey get da blame fo stay do bad kine stuff. Da peopo dat do da right ting, Dey get one good heart an plenny respeck fo each odda.
But if you no lissen wat I tell, I goin go hide an cry, Cuz you guys ack high makamaka. I goin cry real hard wit plenny tears, Cuz da peopo a Da One In Charge all goin come prisonas.
I hear plenny guys talk sof kine, Dey tell, “Dis Jeremiah, da ‘stay real sked’ guy— We go tell on him.” Even all my frenz stay wait fo me fo tell someting wrong. Dey tell, “Maybe us guys can trick Jeremiah! Den we can win, an get back at him!”
I like my head come jalike one spring fo watta, An my eyes jalike one fountain fo my tears come out! Cuz I like cry plenny, day time an nite time, Cuz plenny peopo get kill, an dey my peopo.
You guys dat stay agains me, No laugh bout me! No matta I fall down, I goin stan up one mo time. No matta jalike I sit inside one dark place, Da One In Charge goin stay jalike one light fo me.
God wen tell um wass pono fo dem do, an dey wen hear all dat awready. Dey know dis too: if get anybody dat no ack jalike how God tell um fo ack, fo shua dey goin mahke. But dese guys do all dat kine stuff anyway, an dey tink az good wen da odda guys ack lidat too.
So, wat den? Get guys dat tell bout Christ fo make erybody tink dey big. Odda guys, dey do um fo real kine. But no matta dey fake o dey fo real, get guys stay tell peopo bout Christ, an dat make me stay good inside! An you know, I jus goin stay good inside lidat
But eh! Jalike I tell you guys ova an ova awready, an even now I stay cry plenny wen I tell you guys dis: Get plenny guys dat stay agains Christ, an dey no can handle dat he wen mahke on top one cross.