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Job Wahala
1 “But pipol wey yong pass mi
dey laf mi naw!
Pipol wey dia papa nor dey yuzful,
wey I nor go even allow join di dogs wey dey guide my sheep.
2 Dem bi yuzles pipol
and dem too weak to do any work for mi.
3 Bikos dem poor well-well and honga won kill dem,
dem kon dey chop dry rut and dirty for nite.
4 Dem dey pul and chop plant for desert;
even di small tree wey en rut nor get taste,
dem dey chop am too!
5 Evribody dey shaut follow dem like tif
kon porshu dem komot from di land.
6 Dem dey stay for inside hold wey en wota don dry
and inside rock too.
7 Dem dey bihave and shaut like animals
and gada togeda for bush.
8 Dem nor get sense or name
and dem porshu dem komot di town.
Job Dey Shame
9 “Naw, dem dey kom laf
and take mi sing.
Na mi dem dey take do joke naw.
10 Dem dey trit mi like sey I dey smell;
dem feel sey dem too good pass mi,
so dem kon spit for my face.
11 Bikos God don make mi weak and I nor get who go help mi;
dem kon use all dia vexnashon take face mi.
12 Dem gada kon fight mi;
dem drive mi from one place to anoda
and dem don agri for wetin dem go do mi.
13 Dem follow mi as I dey run
kon dey try to distroy mi
and e nor get who fit stop dem.
14 Dem kon attack mi from difren angle.
Dem jump press mi wen I don already fall.
15 Fear don chop my full body;
my respet don go like wota proof wey breeze blow
and my glory don vanish like kloud.
No Hope For Job
16 “I won die naw;
bikos na so-so pains full my days.
17 Di nite dey make my bones pain mi; di pains dey bite mi
and e nor gri stop.
18 God hold mi for neck with pawa
kon make di klot wey I wear, dirty.
19 E trow mi for mud and naw,
I bi like dust and ashes.
20 God, I dey koll Yu,
but Yu nor gri ansa and wen I pray,
Yu nor gri listin to my prayers.
21 Yu dey do mi anyhow;
Yu dey ponish mi with all yor pawa.
22 Yu allow breeze blow mi go;
Yu trow mi up-and-down for inside strong breeze.
23 I know sey Yu dey karry mi go where I go for die;
di place wey Yu keep for evribody.
Di Pass
24 “True-true, nobody go fight poor pesin,
wen e kry sey make dem help am from en trobol.
25 Abi I nor follow pipol wey dey trobol kry
kon sorry for pipol wey nor get at-all?
26 Na happiness and lite I dey hope for,
but na trobol and darkness I kom get.
27 Pain and worry don skata my body;
I dey sofa evriday.
28 I just dey waka for darkness and I nor dey si lite at-all.
I dey beg for help for where crowd Gad put.
29 I don kry sotey my vois don krack
and my neck don long like Ostrich own.
30 My skin don black finish
and strong fever dey katch mi naw.
31 I nor fit remember di last time wen I hear betta music,
bikos na only song wey go make mi mourn and kry,
naim dem dey play.

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