Mind Over Matter Lyrics - O.g. Original Gangster - 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 want to 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 possessed to dance 

I'll say I want a million 

My mind is so deep 

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