Josef kon tell en brodas, “I bi Josef! My papa still dey alive?” En brodas nor fit ansa am, bikos dem sopraiz well-well with fear as dem stand for en front.
Bikos una dey boast sey una don follow deat and dead body enter agriment. Una dey sure sey wahala nor go near una wen e kom, bikos una bilive sey una lie-lie word go save una.
Naw, if I dey tell una about di tins wey dey for dis world and una nor fit bilive wetin I tok, how una go fit take bilive mi, if I bigin dey tell una about di tins wey dey for heaven?
Before naw, wi dey bihave like fool; wi nor dey obey; wi dey deceive pipol; wi bi savant to tins wey dey sweet us; wi dey do bad tins and dey jealous odas; pipol hate us and wi hate dem too.