I don listin to dem well-well, but dem nor dey tok trut. Nobody among dem dey feel bad for di bad tins wey dem do; no one among dem ask sey, ‘Wetin bi di bad tin wey I do?’ Instead, all of dem just dey do wetin dem wont like sey dem bi horse wey dey rush go fight.
For judgement day, Nineveh pipol go kondemn di pipol for dis time, bikos wen Jonah prish give dem, dem turn from sin kom meet God. And naw, somebody wey big pass Jonah dey here with una!
I dey fear sey wen I kom again, God go disgrace mi for una front. And I go kry, bikos many of una still dey sin. Una neva turn from sin kom meet God; una neva turn komot from di ashawo and yeye life wey una dey live.
den di heat kon dey burn pipol, yet dem still dey curse God wey get pawa to stop dis sofa and dem nor gri turn from sin kom meet God or gi-am all di glory.