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