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Текст (слова) песни: Ice-T - Mind Over Matter

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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