281Auwe! Samaria town, Efraim side,
On top a da Samaria hill,
But dat lei, jalike da good looking flowas
Az cuz da Efraim peopo get big head
Plenny rich stuff come from dat valley,
Dey stay jalike one rain storm dat fall down wit ice,
One storm dat make da watta come up all ova da place,
Da Assyria army guys goin bus up
No matta da place stay look
An stay jalike one real nice head lei
Dat town, goin be jalike one fruit dat come ripe early
An right den an dea,
An jalike one awesome crown
Da army guys dat get da job
Go back to da town dey come from,
Even da pries guys an da guys dat talk fo God,
Wen God like show um someting jalike one dream,
Wen dey gotta judge wass right an wass wrong,
“Eh! Dis Isaiah guy, who he tink him?!
How come he stay make to us
One rule, anodda rule,
Army guys from odda place
Still yet, God goin talk to his peopo,
“Dis, da place fo rest.
Dis wea you guys can sleep.”
“Do dis, do dat,
An dey goin go way,
Dey goin come all bus up.
“Us guys wen make one deal fo us no mahke.
Wen da army guys come hea,
Cuz us guys know how fo bulai dem
We no goin tell um da trut,
“Dis, wat I do!
I use dat stone fo check out peopo, wat kine dem.
Dat stone, jalike da corna block
An da stone, mean dis:
Jalike da builda guys use one strong string fo measure tings,
You guys tink you can bulai da Assyria army guys
You tink you get place fo hide
But no way you can bulai dem!
Da promise somebody wen make to you guys
Wen da army guys come thru dis place,
Jalike erytime da big watta come,
Wen da peopo undastan wat dis mean,
He goin come real huhu an bus up peopo,
He goin do anyting he like,
Cuz dis wat my boss Yahweh,
He make up his mind awready
You tink da ony ting dey do,
Dey plant da wheat in rows,
An barley in da right place,
Dey hit da black cummin wit one stick ony,
Dey use da horses
Wen he teach peopo how fo make someting,
Fo shua he know how fo do