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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]

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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