Carl Mo - Vica Versa lyrics

[Intro] 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 on God) Picture everything that you thought was good, was really bad Everything bad, was really good (What if Heaven was on Earth n***a) The whole world, vice versa (Good is bad) Vice versa (Bad is good) (Hell on Earth n***a) This sh** here, Goddamn, go on Go on and get you a mother f**in' fat a** blunt of that 'dro Smoke that sh** (It's all vice versa) Look up in the air n***a (We rich n***a) (This is what we doin', it's vice versa) I know all these real n***as gon' feel this sh** Vice Versa, Pastor Troy (Vice Versa) [Verse 1: Pastor Troy] 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 n***a that they love to hate I wanna make you use your mind, God has sent the sign And when you listen to these rhymes, n***a take your time Again I ask, Heaven was Hell and vice versa Would you start doing 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 f**, 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 pour For all our n***as, hit the Devil with the .44 Payback n***a! My liquor keep me 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 vica versa so I guess I'll beg Satan to save me God I'm confused, the feuds of all these motherf**ers, makin' me sick (*Virgin Mary never f**ed nobody, but she s** dick*) With a clique of nasty concubines, and vice versa So she'll probably do the whole nine, that nasty ho I don't know where I'mma go this Christmas, it's Satan's birth I'mma 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 rock Won't stop until they feel me Protect me Devil, think the Lord is tryin' to k** me It's vice versa Heaven is below, while this dozier keep me high To see the Lord Almighty n***a, 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 Uprooted from all this stupid sh** 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... [Verse 2: Peter the Disciple] If this was vice versa, I'd be an angel, cause I'm a devil A Down South Georgia Rebel, a whole 'nother f**in' level Reminiscin' on all the good and the bad that I did Bustin' caps and splittin' wigs And servin' nigs and talkin' sh** This is vice versa no f**in' commercial Heaven or Hell, where do we go When we die, eternal fire or the streets of gold? Only God knows, vice versa