Текст песни Vica Versa - Pastor Troy feat. Peter The Disciple

Yeah
(Yeah)
This song is called goddamn, vice versa
(I'm doin' my best to save my people)
It's like
(The people and I will rely in God)
Picture everything that you thought was good
Was really bad
Everything bad, was really good
(What if heaven was on earth nigga?)
The whole world, vice versa
(Good is bad)
Vice versa
(Bad is good)
(Dear Lord am I the only one?)
This shit here, goddamn, gon'
Go'n get you a motherfucka
Fat blunt of that 'Dro
Smoke that shit
(It's all vice versa)
Look up in the air nigga
(We rich nigga)
(This is what we doin', it's vice versa)
I know all these real niggas gone feel this shit
Vice versa, Pastor Troy
(Vice versa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What if heaven was hell and vice versa
If I told you go to hell, would you tell I cursed ya?
I reimbursed ya with the truth so you know my fate
And pray I die, I'm that nigga that they love to hate
I wanna make you use yo' mind, God has sent a sign
And when you listen to these rhymes, nigga take your time
Again I ask, heaven was hell and vice versa
Would you start doin' evil in order to nurture, the spirit man?
Do you understand that there's a war?
It's ragin' on and the devil got some ammo too
Don't get me wrong but I put my trust off in the Lord
It's too corrupt, know that God gon' help me blow 'em up
I give a fuck, heaven was hell and vice versa, I have no fear
I done witnessed too much hell right here, lend me your ear
Recall the beer, we had to po'
For all our niggaz hit the devil with the 44
Payback nigga
My liquor keep my from tryin' to enter
Battle alone
And to deal with all this wickedness, I smoke a zone
Know I'm grown but I'm still a baby
It's vice versa so I guess, I'll beg Satan to save me
God I'm confused, the fuse of all these motherfuckers, makin' me sick
Virgin Mary never fucked nobody but she suck dick
With a clique of nasty concubines and vice-a versa
So she'll probably do the whole nine, that nasty ho
I don't know where, I'ma go this Christmas, it's Satan's birth
I'ma try to smoke a pound of weed and ease the earth
While Jesus equipped with angels, the devil's equipped with fire
For God so love the world that he blessed the thug with rocks
Won't stop until they feel me
Protect me devil, think the Lord is tryin' to kill me
It's vice versa
Heaven is below, while this dossier 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 th place to go
Again I ask, heaven was hell and vice versa
The devil's in me and I'll be damned if I'm gon' let God hurt ya
Follow me
If it was vice versa, I'd be and 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 vice versa no fuckin' commercial
Heaven or hell, where do we go?
When we die, eternal fire or the street of gold
Only God knows, vice versa