Vica Versa

Yeah (yeah) This song here 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' (vice-versa) Gonna get you a motherfucking fatass blunt of that 'dro Smoke that shit (it's all vice-versa) Look up in the air nigga (we're rich, nigga!) (It's vice-versa) I know all these real niggas gonna feel this shit Vice-versa, Pastor Troy (vice-versa) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What if Heaven was Hell and vice-versa? (Yeah) If I told you "go to Hell" Wouldn't 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) I wanna make you use your mind, God has sent a sign (yeah) And when you listen to these rhymes, nigga, take your time (yeah) Again I ask, Heaven was hell and vice-versa (yeah) Would you start doin' evil in order to nurture (yeah) The spirit man? Do you understand that 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 give a fuck Heaven was hell and vice-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 pour (yeah) For all our niggas hit the Devil with the .44 (yeah) Payback nigga! My liquor keep my from tryin' to 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 vice-versa, so I guess I'll beg Satan to save me (yeah) God I'm confused The fuse of all these motherfuckers (yeah) Makin' me sick Nobody (yeah), but she- With a clique of nasty concubines (yeah) It's vice-versa, so she'll probably do the whole nine (yeah) That nasty hoe I don't know where I'ma go this Christmas (yeah) It's Satan's birth I'ma try to smoke a pound of weed (yeah) And ease the hurt While Jesus equiped 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, I think the Lord is tryin' to kill me It's vice-versa Heaven is below, while this 'dro just keeps me high 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 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 Reminiscin' 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