Vica Versa Chords by Pastor Troy

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[Bbm] _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Cm] This song here is called [F] Goddamn Vice or Versa.
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[Eb] It's like, _ _ _ [Fm] picture everything you thought was good, was [Db] really bad. _ _
[Eb] Everything bad was really [Cm] good.
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The whole world vice or [Db] verse. _ _ _
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_ [F] _ _ [Db] This shit here Goddamn gon' [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] [Fm] get you a motherfuckin' fat ass [F] brother that's broke.
[Db] _ _ Smoke that shit.
[Eb] _ _ _ [Cm] Look up in the air nigga. _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Db] This right here verse.
[Bbm] _ [Eb] _ _ [C] I know all these real niggas gon' feel this shit.
[F] _ _ _ [Db] Goddamn _ _ _
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Versa, Jesus, Jesus.
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_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _ Look in our ass, heaven was hell and vice [Db] versa.
Would you start doing evil in order to nurture [Fm] a spirit man?
Do you understand there's [Db] a war that's raging [Bbm] on and the devil got the memo [Fm] too.
Don't get me wrong but I put my trust up in [Db] the Lord.
This is corrupt, [Bbm] know that God [Eb] don't help me blow [C] him up.
I feel the fuck, [Fm] heaven was hell and vice [Db] versa.
I have no fear, [Bbm] I [Eb] done witnessed too much hell right [Fm] here.
Let me hear you recall the bill we had [Db] to grow.
For all our [Bbm] niggas hit the devil [Eb] with the [Fm] roadie four.
Payback nigga, my nigga keep me from trying [Db] to enter.
Dr.
Alone [Bbm] in the deal [Ab] without his wickedness.
[Fm] I smoke a zone, know I'm grown but [Ab] I'm still [Db] a baby.
It's vice or versa [Eb] so I guess I best station [C] the statement.
God I'm confused, the [Fm] fuse, the body, [Db] motherfucker.
Making me sick, [Ebm] oh I never had a [Db] mistress, [Fm] nobody.
But she is a shit with the clicker, nasty [Db] country man.
It's vice or [Bbm] versa so [Ebm] she probably do the [Cm] whole nine.
Nasty hoe, I [Fm] don't know where I'm gonna go [Db] this Christmas.
This state is hurting, [Eb] I'm gonna try to smoke a [Fm] pound of weed.
And ease the earth, my demons are quick with [Db] angels and devils are quick with pop.
But [Eb] God so loved the [Cm] world that [Fm] he blessed the thug with rock.
Won't stop until they feel me.
Protect me devil, think the Lord [Ab] is trying to [Fm] kill me.
It's vice or versa, heaven is [Db] below, why does Doja keep me high?
[Eb] To see the Lord, my mighty [C] nigga, I'm ready to die.
[Fm] My reply for any [Db] question asked.
The devil made [Bb] me do what do's the [Fm] devil may I ask.
It's so polluted, uprooted from all the [Db] stupid shit.
See me [Bbm] cremated, my adaption to [Fm] the climate.
So glad I made it, elated that they gon' go [Db] to heaven.
But did they know [Eb] heaven may not be the [C] place to go.
Again I [Fm] ask, heaven or hell and [Db] vice versa.
The devil's [Bbm] sick and I'll be [Ab] damned if I'm gonna let [Fm] God hurt me. _
If this was vice or versa, [Db] I'd be an angel.
Cause I'm a [Eb] devil, a down [Fm] south Georgia rebel.
A whole nother fucking level.
[Db] Reminiscing on all the good and [Eb] the bad that I [Cm] did.
Busting castles, spitting [Fm] weeds, and serving [Db] niggas, and talking shit.
This is [Eb] vice or versa, no [C] fucking commercial.
Heaven [Fm] or hell, where do we go?
[Db] When we die, let's turn the fire on [Ab] the streets of gold.
[C] Only God [Fm] knows, vice or versa.
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