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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]