Mind Over Matter

Ice T

It's been a long while 
Since I hit ya with freestyle 
High tech selections 
From the vaults of the Ice files 
Kick back relax 
And watch as I melt wax 
Don't ever let a borther llike me 
Ride a dope track 
Cause once I hit it with the vocltone 
It's mine have motherfuckers 
Rush'n to rewind 
Cause I'll flow slow 
And still twist your tongues up 
Rock the house from night 
Till the sun's up 
Cause it relly ain't 
How much you say 
it's what you sy 
I got no fuckin' time on the mic 
To play 
I write rhymes 
With addition and algebra 
Mental geometry 
Don't even come at me 
Talk'n that weak and 
Popin' that bullshit 
Get out my face 
A fool could get his head split 
A lot of doubters 
Said it couldn't be done by me 
them same suckers 
Are now lookin' from under me 
Wonder'n what i did 
I didn't play myself kid 
I respected my faans 
And made the high bid 
Sometimes I write my rhymes 
At night and fall asleep 
Wake up with new techniques 
Grab the pen 
And place it on some loose leaf 
Nothin' soft, always the tough meat 
The white paper and 
Blue lines excite my mind 
Not allow'n me to stop the rhyme 
Until the whole motherfuckin' 
Book's complete 
Then I write on the 
Back of the sheets 
I maade promise 
To my brothers in street crime 
We'd get paid with the use 
Of a sweet rhyme 
We put our minds together 
Made the tracks clever 
Now we're checkin' 
More bank than ever 

CHORUS 
Mind over matter 

I can drop rhymes in twos, 
And threes and fours 
nd still have much shit 
Left for encores 
Cause once my mind locks 
In on a dope idea 
Mothercukin' ducks 
Should stand clear 
Cause I'm a hit the topic point blank 
It's jail ya better keep your shank 
Cause I got mine 
And I'm out on a solo creep 
(Uggga!) Your face hits the concrete 
You wanna roll 
With the niggas that don't play 
I think you got false courge 
Get out my damn way 
Cause the car I'm in 
Is rollin' full of men 
No kids or boys, E got the Mac 10 
Islam's got the Zulu Nation back up 
DJ Aladdin's who 
Hooked the fuckin' track up 
Syndicate's make'n the move 
With the ski masks 
And I'm house'n the long cash 
So now you realize 
You underestimated the Ice 
You thought that I was OK 
But now you realize I'm nice 
But that's alright 
Cause I knew I'd mke it in the end 
Those who like me now 
Might not of liked me then 
But I'm a keep impressin' 
Stressin' my lesson 
And keep motherfuckers guessin' 
Armor plate my mind 
With walls and shields 
As I escape from the killing fields 
Mind over matter 

Wise up 
Move the tempo of this hype groove 
You know this shit is dope 
So what you try'n to prove 
Vu's max as Evil E 
My niggaa dogs the wax 
My brain's a handgrenade-catch 
I'm a hit you with an over load 
Of bottomless thought 
Reversin' all the shit you're taught 
Then throw words at you 
Syl-la-ble-at-a-time 
Your brain recites the rhyme 
No matter what you do 
The power's over you 
when you sleep 
You'll be say'n these rhymes too 
Cause the brain has the power 
To control all 
Think positive 
You'll be unable to fall 
Brain cells swell 
Thought process becomes a trance 
Makes you feel posessed to dance 
I'll say I want a million 
My mind is so deep 
I'll be bustin' a check for it next week 

CHORUS
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