Dem guys, no can trus wat come outa dea mout. Inside, dey ony like wipe out peopo. Dey talk nice kine, But ony fo bulai you. You lissen wat dey tell, Jalike you goin fall down Inside one open grave an mahke.
Dey get bow an arrow an short sword fo fight. Dey like hurt peopo, an dey no give nobody chance. Wen dey ride on dea horses, Dey soun jalike da loud noise from da ocean. Dey all line up ready fo fight, An az you guys, da Jerusalem peopo, da ones dey stay coming afta!”