• Artist: Pastor Troy
• Song Title: Vice Versa
• Album: Face Off

-Pastor Troy-
What if heaven was hell and vica versa (yeah)
If I told you go to hell would you tell I cursed ya
I reimbursed ya wit the truth so you know my fate
They pray I die...I'm that n**** that they love to hate
I wanna make you use yo mind God has sent the sign
And when you listen to these rhymes n**** take yo time
Again I ask Heaven was hell and vica versa
Would you start doing evil in order to nurture the spirit man
Do you understand there's a war that's raging 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 corupt
Know that God gone help me blow em up I gives a f**k
Heaven was hell and vica versa I have no fear
I done witnessed too much hell right here lend me yo ear
Recall the beer we had to po for all our n****s
Hit the devil wit the 44 payback n****
My liquor keep me from trying to enter battle alone
And to deal wit 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 views of all these muthaf**kas making me sick
The Virgin Mary may not f**k nobody but she suck d***
Sleep with a click of nasty concubines
It's vica versa so she prolly do the whole nine
That nasty hoe
I don't know where Imma go this Christmas it's satan's birth
Imma try to smoke a pound of weed and ease the earth
While Jesus equipped wit angels and devils equipped wit rocks
Fo God sewed up the world said he blessed the thugs wit glocks
Won't stop until they feel me...
Protect me devil think the Lord is trying to kill me...it's vica versa
Heaven is below while this dosier keep me high
You see the Lord Almighty n**** I'm ready to die
My reply to any question asked-the devil made me do it
Who's the devil may I ask its so polluted
Uprooted from all the stupid s**t see me cremated
My adaption to the climate so glad I made it
Elated that they gone 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 demon I'll be damned if Imma let ya hurt us
-Otha Dude-
If this was vica versa I'd be an Angel cuz I'm a devil
A down south Georgia rebel a whole notha f**kin level
Reminiscing on all the good and the bad that I did
Busting caps and splittin wigs
And servin nicks and talking s**t
This is vica versa no f**king commercial
Heaven or hell where do we go when we die eternal fire
Or the streets of gold? Only God knows vica versa...