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