Luyện nghe bài hát Vice Versa

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
What if heaven was hell and versa
If I told you go to hell, would you tell I ya?
I re embersed ya, the truth, so you know my fate
They pray I die I'm that nigga that love to hate
I'ma make you use mind, god, the 7th sign
And when you listen to rhymes, nigga take your time
I ask, heaven was hell and vica versa
Would you doin' evil in order to nurture?
The spirit, man, do you understand, a war
It's on
And the devil got ammo too
Don't get me
But I put my off in the lord
too corrupt
Know that God gon' help me 'em up
I give a fuck, heaven was hell and versa
I no fear
I done witnessed too much hell here
Lend me ear, recall all the beer
We had to
all our niggaz hit the devil with the .44
Payback
My keep my from tryin' to enter
alone
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 satan to me
God I'm confused, the fuse of all these
me sick
Virgin Mary never fu**ed nobody, but she sucked

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

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