Lyrics: Derrick Johnson
Music: Derrick Johnson
Pastor Troy -Vica Versa
Written by ：Carl Mahone
Yeah yeah
This song is called God d*mn vica versa
To save the people
It's like
The people I will rely in God
Picture everything you thought was good
Was really bad
Everything bad was really good
Vica Versa+Universal Soldier+What if heaven was on earth nigga
The whole world vica versa
Good is bad
Vica versa bad is good
Dear Lord am I only one
Vica Versa+Universal Soldier+Pastor Troy - Vica Versa - Universal Soldier - This shit here God damn gon'
Vica Versa+Universal Soldier+Pastor Troy - Vica Versa - Universal Soldier - Go'n get you a mother****er badass gone of that dro
Smoke that shit
It's all vica versa
Vica Versa+Universal Soldier+Look up in the air nigga
We rich nigga
This vica versa
Know ain't everybody gon'feel this shit
Vica versa Pastor Troy
Vica versa
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 re embersed ya with the truth
So you know my fate yeah
They pray I die I'm that nigga that they love to hat
Yeah
I'ma make you use your mind God the 7th sign
Yeah
And when you listen to these rhymes, nigga, take your tim
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 give a **** heaven was hell and vica versa
I have no fear
I done witnessed too much hell right here
Yeah
Lend me your ear recall all the beer
We had to pour
Yeah
'Till all our niggaz hit the devil with the 44
Yeah
Payback ni**a
My liquor keep me from tryin'to enter ah
Better 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
God I'm confused the fuse of all these mutha****az
Yeah
Makin'me sick
Oh fan en yours can't trust nobody
Yeah
Pastor Troy - Vica Versa - Universal Soldier - P***y niggaz
Sleep with a clique of nasty concubine
Yeah
And vica versa so she'll probably do the whole nine
Yeah
Naste hoe
I don't know where I'm a go this Christmas
Yeah
It's Satan's birth
I'm a try to smoke a pund of weed yeah
And ease the hurt
While Jesus equiped with angels the devil's equiped with fire
Oh God so love the world
And 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 dozier keep me high
To see the Lord almighty, nigga, I'm ready to di
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 d*mned
If I'm gon'let 'em hurt ya
Follow me
If it was vica versa I'd be
And angel 'cause I'm a devil
A doun South Georgia rebel a whole
Another ****ing level
Reminiscin'on all the good and the bad that I did
Bustin'caps and splittin'wigs
And servin'nicks and talkin'shit
This vica versa no ****in'commercial
Heaven or hell where do we go
When we die eternal fire or the street of gold
Only God knows vica versa