Mind over Matter

Yo, yo, one-two in the place to be

M.C. Ice-T, you know what I'm sayin'?

Cold loungin' here on the new OG LP

You know, original gangstas in the house

This is going out to all my homeboys on the streets and all the brothers locked down

It's been a long time

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 brother like me

Ride a dope track

'Cause once I hit it with the vocal tone

It's mine, have motherfuckers

Rushin' 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 really ain't

How much you say

It's what you say

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

Talkin' that weak and poppin' 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

Wonderin' what i did

I didn't play myself kid

I respected my fans

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 allowin' me to stop the rhyme

Until the whole motherfuckin'

Book's complete

Then I write on the

Back of the sheets

I made a 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

Mind over matter

Mind over matter

I can drop rhymes in twos and threes and fours

And still have much shit left for encores

'Cause when my mind locks in on a dope idea

Motherfuckin' ducks should stand clear

'Cause I'mma 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

Your face hits the concrete

You wanna roll with the niggas that don't play?

I think you got false courage, get out my damn way

'Cause the car I'm in is rollin' full of men

Not 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 makin' the move with the ski masks

And I'm housin' the long cash

So now you realize

You underestimated me, the Ice

You thought that I was okay

But now you realize I'm nice

But that's alright 'cause I knew I'd make it in the end

Those who like me now might not have liked me then

But I'mma 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

Mind over matter

Mind over matter

Mind over matter

Wise up, move to the tempo of this hype groove

You know this shit is dope

So what you tryin' to prove?

V's max as Evil E

My nigga dogs the wax

My brain's a hand grenade--catch

I'mma hit you with an overload

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 sayin' 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

Make you feel possessed to dance

I'd say I want a million

My mind is so deep

I'll be bustin' a check for it next week

Mind over matter

Mind over matter