Na breeze Efraim pipol dey chop. Dem dey porshu breeze from morning go rish nite. Dem dey gada lie and wahala kon enter agriment with Assyria and dey do business with Egypt pipol.
God nor give di law, bikos of good pipol, but na for pipol wey dey disobey and do anyhow. Dis kind pipol dey like to sin and dem nor dey fear God. Dem nor dey holy or get respet for anytin and dem fit kill dia papa, mama or anybody.
Timoti, make yu guide wetin God give yu well-well. Nor put yor mout for yeye tins or matter wey pipol wey nor know God dey tok and do, bikos dem dey oppoz yu with wetin dem feel sey dem know.
Make yu remind evribody about dis tins, den make yu kommand dem for God present sey, make dem nor dey argue about words, bikos doz kind tins nor dey good and e fit konfuse doz wey dey listin.
Nor put mout for word wey nor dey good: like matter wey koncern who born who and kworel or fight about Jew pipol law. All dis tin dey yuzles and dem nor mean anytin.
E deceive di pipol for dis eart with di mirakles wey e dey do for di beast front and e tell di pipol sey, make dem make one image for di beast (wey wound before, but still dey alive).