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 peopo dat tink dey no need worry Cuz dey get plenny stuff awready, Dey goin wipe out one time. But da peopo dat do da right ting erytime, Eryting goin come out good fo dem, Jalike da tree dat get plenny leaf.
No good I get eryting I like get, An den ack jalike I donno you, God, An tell, “Who Da One In Charge?! He no mean notting fo me!” An no good I come real pooa so I no mo notting, An den I start fo steal stuffs from odda peopo, An give you, my God, one bad rep.
You peopo dat live nowdays, Tink bout wat I tell! Dis me, Da One In Charge! You Israel guys tink I jalike da empty boonies fo you, O I jalike one land wea eryting stay real dark, o wat? How come my peopo tell, “We goin go wea eva we like go! No way we goin go back by you no moa!”?
Az why I goin go by da leada guys an talk to dem. Fo shua dose guys know how Da One In Charge like fo dem live An wat dea God tell Bout wass right an wass wrong. But all dem guys ack jalike cows An broke off God yoke An broke da rope dat tie dem wit him.