Cuz you know wat? Da bad guys, dey make ready dea bow fo shoot, Dey put dea arrow on top da bow string An hide in one dark place fo shoot Whoeva get one good heart fo do da right ting.
Make da lightning hit da peopo Dat stay agains you, Fo make um run all ova da place, Jalike you shoot um wit arrows Fo make um so dey donno Wat dey stay do.
He sen da lightning jalike he shoot arrows, He make da peopo dat stay agains him Run all ova da place. He make da arrows flash plenny times wit lightning, So da peopo donno wat fo do.
Dey make ready fo tell Tings dat hurt plenny, Jalike dey stay make dea swords sharp. Dey tink how fo talk bad An make eryting come bad, Jalike dey make ready Fo shoot poison arrows.
Jalike God stay agains us guys, he make his bow ready. His right hand stay ready fo shoot da arrow. He kill erybody dat us guys love da mostes. Cuz he real huhu, jalike he dump fire On top da place wea da Jerusalem peopo live!
Dat time you wen come fo get yoa peopo outa trouble. You wen help da Israel nation dat you wen pick. You wen wack da leada fo da peopo dat do real bad kine stuff. Can see eryting From his head to his feets. (Time out fo da music.)
Wen I fight, goin be Jalike my arrows stay piloot from da blood, An my sword goin eat da bodies a da ones I goin kill An da prisonas bodies too, An da heads dat get long hair a da army guys dat stay agains me.”
Cuz dey wen kill da guys dat talk fo you, An yoa odda spesho peopo. Dey make yoa peopo bleed an mahke. Az why you give dose peopo dat stay agains you Blood fo dem drink too, Cuz az wat dey get cuz dey kill yoa peopo.”
Da peopo spirits talk loud, an tell, “Eh, you Da One In Charge! You get all da powa! You spesho, an you tell da trut! How long mo we gotta wait till you come fo judge all da peopo hea on top da earth an punish dem? Cuz dey wen kill all us guys!”