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Pastor Troy [talking] Peter The Disciple(talking): Yeah (yeah) This song here is called Goddamn, Vica Versa (I'm doin' my best to save the people) It's like, (The people & I will rely in God) Picture everything that you thought was good, is really bad Everything bad, is really good (What if Heaven was on Earth nigga) The whole world, vica versa (Good is bad) Vica versa (Bad is good) (Dear Lord am I the only one?) This shit here, Goddamn, go'n (vica versa) Go'n get you a mothafuckin fatass blunt of that dro Smoke that shit (It's all vica versa) Look up in the air nigga (We rich nigga, it's vica versa) Know ain't everybody gon' feel this shit (Its that shit nigga , vica versa) Vica Versa, Pastor Troy Vica Versa Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What if Heaven was Hell and vica versa (yeah!) If I told you go to Hell, would you tell I cursed ya? (yeah!) I reimbursed ya with the truth, so you know my fate (yeah!) They pray I die I'm that nigga that they love to hate (yeah!) Im gonna make you use your mind, God has sent the sign (yeah!) And when you listen to these rhymes, nigga take your time (yeah!) Again I ask, Heaven was hell and vica versa (yeah!) Would you start doin' evil in order to nurture ? (yeah!) The spirit man, do you understand, there's a war (yeah!) It's ragin' on And the devil got some ammo too (yeah!) Don't get me wrong But I put my trust off in the Lord (yeah!) It's too corrupt Know that God gon' help me blow 'em up (yeah!) I gives a fuck, Heaven was hell and visa versa (yeah!) I have no fear I done witnessed too much Hell right here (yeah!) Lend me your ear, recall the beer ,We had to po' (yeah!) To all my niggaz hit the Devil with the .44 (yeah!) Payback nigga My liquor keep my from tryin'a enter (yeah!) Battle alone And to deal with all this wickedness (yeah!), I smoke a zone Know I'm grown, but I'm still a baby (yeah!) It's vica versa so I guess I'll beg Satan to save me (yeah!) God I'm confused, the fuse of all these muthafuckaz (yeah!) Makin' me sick Virgin Mary never fucked nobody (yeah!), but she sucked dick With a clique of nasty concubine (yeah!) Its vica versa, so she'll probably do the whole nine (yeah!) that nasty Ho I don't know where I'mma go this Christmas (yeah!) It's Satan's birth I'mma try to smoke a pound of weed (yeah!), and ease the hurt While Jesus equipped with angels, the Devil's equipped with glocks (yeah!) For God so love the world that he blessed the thug with rocks (yeah!) Won't stop until they feel me Protect me Devil, think the Lord is tryin'a kill me It's vica versa Heaven is below, while this dozier keep me high To see the Lord almighty nigga, I'm ready to die My reply for any questions asked The Devil made me do it Who's the Devil may I ask? It's so polluted Up-rooted from all this stupid shit See me cremated, my adaption to the climate So glad I made it Elated that they gon' go to Heaven But do they know Heaven may not be the place to go Again I ask, Heaven was Hell and vica versa The Devil's demons, I'll be damned if I'm gon' let God hurt ya Follow me... Peter The Disciple: If this was vica versa, I'd be an angel, 'cause I'm a devil A Down South Georgia Rebel, a whole 'nother fuckin' level Remenisin' on all the good and the bad that I did Bustin' caps and splittin' wigs And servin' nicks and talkin' shit This is visa versa no fuckin' commercial Heaven or Hell, where do we go? When we die, eternal fire or the street of gold Only God knows, vica versa |