Luyện nghe bài hát Vice Versa

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

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

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Know I'm grown, but I'm still a
It's vica versa so I guess I'll beg to save me
God I'm confused, the fuse of all these
Makin' me
Mary never fu**ed nobody, but she sucked di**

with a clique of concubine
And vica versa, so she'll probably do the whole
hoe
I don't know where go this christmas
It's satan's
I'ma try to a pund of weed, and ease the hurt
jesus equiped with angels, the devil's equiped with fire
Oh God so love the world he blessed the thug rocks
Won't stop until they me
Protect me devil, think the lord is to kill me
It's versa
Heaven is below, while dozier keep me high
To see the lord nigga, I'm ready to die
My for any questions asked
The made me do it
Who's the devil may I
It's so
Up-rooted from all stupid shit
See me cremated, my adaption to the
So glad I it
Elated that gon' go to heaven
But do know
Heaven may not be th to go
Again I ask, heaven was and vica 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 fuckin'
on all the good and the bad that I did
Bustin' caps and wigs
And nicks and talkin' shit
This is vica versa no fuckin'
or hell, where do we go?
When we die, eternal fire or the of gold
Only God knows, vica