My life, jalike all pau awready, Jalike you dump watta on top da groun. All da bones inside my body, all hamajang. I feel jalike I stay melting inside, Jalike sof wax.
I tink lidis: “Eh! How come I stay all bum out inside? How come I stay moan?! Mo betta I wait fo God help me! Cuz you know wat? I goin get good tings fo tell Bout him still yet! Him, he da God fo me, An he stay get me outa trouble.”
I tink lidis: “Eh! How come I stay all bum out inside? How come I stay moan?! Mo betta I wait fo God help me! Cuz you know wat? I still goin get Good tings fo tell bout him! Him, he da God fo me, An he stay get me outa trouble.”
“Da One In Charge make me come good all ova, Fo me come good fo real kine! Get me outa trouble, Fo me stay outa trouble. Cuz you da One I talk good bout.
You guys tink God no goin make tings right fo da ones he wen pick, wen dey stay beg him day time an nite time? You tink he goin take long time fo help dem?
Den Jesus tell, “Right now I feel all funny kine inside. Wat I goin tell? ‘Faddah, no let me mahke!’? No way I goin tell dat! Dass why I wen come hea, fo me mahke.