Luyện nghe bài hát Vice Versa

Pastor [talking]:
(yeah)
This song is called goddamn, vica
(I'm my best to save my people)
like, (the people & I will rely in God)
Picture everything that you was good, was really bad
Everything bad, was
(what if was on earth nigga)
The whole world, versa
(good is bad)
versa (bad is good)
(dear lord am I the one? )
This shit here, goddamn,
Go'n get you a fat of that 'dro
that shit
(it's all versa)
Look up in the air
(we nigga)
(this is we doin', it's vica versa)
Know ain't everybody feel this shit
Vica versa, troy
Vica

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
What if heaven was and vica versa
If I you go to hell, would you tell I cursed ya?
I re embersed ya, the truth, so you know my fate
They pray I die I'm that nigga they love to hate
make you use your mind, god, the 7th sign
And you listen to these rhymes, nigga take your time
I ask, heaven was hell and vica versa
Would you start evil in order to nurture?
The spirit, man, do you understand, a war
ragin' on
And the devil got ammo too
get me wrong
But I put my trust off in the
It's too
Know God gon' help me blow 'em up
I give a fuck, was hell and vica versa
I have no
I done too much hell right here
Lend me ear, recall all the beer
We had to
'till all our niggaz hit the with the .44
nigga
My keep my from tryin' to enter
Better
And to with all this wickedness, I smoke a zone

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Know I'm grown, but I'm a baby
vica versa so I guess I'll beg satan to save me
God I'm confused, the of all these muthafuckaz
Makin' me
Virgin Mary never fu**ed nobody, but she di**

with a of nasty concubine
And vica versa, so she'll probably do the nine
hoe
I don't know i'ma go this christmas
satan's birth
I'ma try to a pund of weed, and ease the hurt
While jesus equiped with angels, the devil's equiped fire
Oh God so love the world he blessed the thug with
Won't stop until feel me
Protect me devil, the lord is tryin' to kill me
It's vica
Heaven is below, while this dozier me high
To see the lord almighty nigga, I'm to die
My for any questions asked
The made me do it
Who's the devil may I
so polluted
Up-rooted from all stupid shit
See me cremated, my to the climate
So glad I it
Elated they gon' go to heaven
But do they
may not be th place to go
Again I ask, heaven was hell and versa
The demons, I'll be damned if I'm gon' let 'em hurt ya
me...

Peter the
If it was versa, I'd be and angel, 'cause I'm a devil
A doun south georgia rebel, a whole 'nother level
Remenisin' on all the good and the bad I did
Bustin' and splittin' wigs
And nicks and talkin' shit
This is vica no fuckin' commercial
or hell, where do we go?
When we die, fire or the street of gold
Only God knows, vica