Ice-T started in 1982 out with other West Coast rap pioneers such as Kid Frost, DJ Flash, and The Egyptian Lover with Electro recordings. Later on, he changed his style and was the first West Coast rapper to be accepted by the East Coast. 6 'n The Mornin is sometimes seen as the track that triggered the whole gangster rap movement. It was produced by The Unknown DJ, who produced electro funk tracks before and went on to produce Compton's Most Wanted. The song was inspired by Schoolly D's "P.S.K. What Does It Mean?" and became itself the inspiration for Eazy-E and N.W.A's Boyz-N-The-Hood. Ice-T went on to work with Afrika Islam, the man behind the beats on 1987's Rhyme Pays, 1988's Power and 1989's The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech... Just Watch What You Say.
He also is a star in Law in Order: Special Victims Unit.
In 1992 he created the crossover band Body Count with 4 other black musicians.
Mind Over Matter
Ice-T Lyrics
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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
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
CHORUS
The verse of Ice-T's song "Mind Over Matter" tells the listener how confident he feels when he is freestyling on the mic. He says that it has been a while since he has hit his fans with freestyling. He then assures that his selection of raps will meet the highest standards and is sure to impress his listeners. Ice-T grabs the audience's attention by asking his listeners to sit back and relax while he melts the wax. He also states that he has no time to play as he writes his rhymes using addition, algebra, and mental geometry. Ice-T boasts that some disbelievers once said that he could never make it as a rapper, yet he persevered and proved them wrong. He further explained that he had made a promise to his street brothers that they could earn money by rapping, and he kept the vow. The chorus of the song states that the power of the mind should never be underestimated, and it is the mind over matter that one must focus on when achieving their goals.
Line by Line Meaning
It's been a long while
It has been a significant amount of time
Since I hit ya with freestyle
Since I last improvised rap for you
High tech selections
Songs chosen from advanced technology
From the vaults of the Ice files
From my personal collection of unreleased tracks
Kick back relax
Take it easy, unwind
And watch as I melt wax
Observe as I impress with my DJ skills
Don't ever let a brother like me
Never allow someone like me
Ride a dope track
Perform on an excellent instrumental
Cause once I hit it with the vocltone
Because once I infuse it with my unique sound
It's mine, have motherfuckers
It becomes my own, making everyone
Rushin' to rewind
Hurry to replay and listen again
Cause I'll flow slow
Because I'll rap with a relaxed pace
And still twist your tongues up
Yet still confuse and impress you
Rock the house from night
Electrify the audience all night long
Till the sun's up
Until the morning
Cause it really ain't
Because it truly isn't
How much you say
The quantity of your words
It's what you say
But the content and substance
I got no fuckin' time on the mic
I have no time to waste on the microphone
To play
To entertain casually
I write rhymes
I compose lyrics
With addition and algebra
Using mathematical concepts like addition and algebra
Mental geometry
Intellectual patterns and structures
Don't even come at me
Don't even approach me
Talkin' that weak and
Spouting inferior and
Popin' that bullshit
Talking nonsense
Get out my face
Leave my presence
A fool could get his head split
An idiot could have his head harmed
A lot of doubters
Many skeptics
Said it couldn't be done by me
Claimed I couldn't achieve it
Them same suckers
Those exact fools
Are now lookin' from under me
Are now viewing me with envy
Wonderin' what I did
Curious about my accomplishments
I didn't play myself kid
I didn't deceive myself, my friend
I respected my fans
I showed admiration to my supporters
And made the high bid
And achieved success
Sometimes I write my rhymes
Occasionally I compose my lyrics
At night and fall asleep
During nighttime and drift off to sleep
Wake up with new techniques
Awaken with fresh skills
Grab the pen
Take hold of the writing instrument
And place it on some loose leaf
And start writing on blank paper
Nothin' soft, always the tough meat
No weak content, always hardcore
The white paper and blue lines
The blank paper with its blue horizontal lines
Excite my mind
Stimulate my mental faculties
Not allowin' me to stop the rhyme
Preventing me from ceasing to rap
Until the whole motherfuckin' book's complete
Until I've filled an entire book with lyrics
Then I write on the back of the sheets
Then I continue writing on the reverse side of the paper
I made a promise
I made a pledge
To my brothers in street crime
To my comrades involved in criminal activities
We'd get paid with the use
We would earn money through
Of a sweet rhyme
The power and quality of our raps
We put our minds together
We collaborated and shared ideas
Made the tracks clever
Created smart and innovative songs
Now we're checkin'
Now we're examining
More bank than ever
More money than ever before
CHORUS
Refrain
I can drop rhymes in twos,
I can deliver raps in pairs,
And threes and fours
In groups of three and four
And still have much shit
And still have a lot of material
Left for encores
Remaining for additional performances
Cause once my mind locks
Because when my mind becomes fixated
In on a dope idea
On an exceptional concept
Motherfuckin' ducks
Damn fools
Should stand clear
Should move away
Cause I'm a hit the topic point blank
Because I will address the subject directly
It's jail ya better keep your shank
In prison, you should protect yourself with a homemade weapon
Cause I got mine
Because I am armed
And I'm out on a solo creep
And I'm sneaking around by myself
(Uggga!) Your face hits the concrete
(Uggga!) I will make your face hit the ground
You want to roll
You want to join
With the niggas that don't play
With the individuals who don't mess around
I think you got false courage
I believe you possess fake bravery
Get out my damn way
Move out of my path
Cause the car I'm in
Because the vehicle I'm in
Is rollin' full of men
Is filled with a group of men
No kids or boys, E got the Mac 10
No children or young individuals, I carry a submachine gun
Islam's got the Zulu Nation back up
Islam, as a member of the Zulu Nation, supports me
DJ Aladdin's who
DJ Aladdin is the person
Hooked the fuckin' track up
Who provided the instrumental for this song
Syndicate's make'n the move
My crew, Syndicate, is making power moves
With the ski masks
Wearing ski masks
And I'm housin' the long cash
And I'm earning a substantial amount of money
So now you realize
So now you understand
You underestimated the Ice
You undervalued Ice-T
You thought that I was OK
You believed that I was mediocre
But now you realize I'm nice
But now you realize I'm talented
But that's alright
But that's acceptable
Cause I knew I'd make it in the end
Because I had confidence in my eventual success
Those who like me now
Those who appreciate me currently
Might not of liked me then
May not have liked me in the past
But I'm a keep impressin'
But I will continue to amaze
Stressin' my lesson
Emphasizing my message
And keep motherfuckers guessin'
And continue to keep people wondering
Armor plate my mind
Protect my mind with tough defenses
With walls and shields
Using barriers and safeguards
As I escape from the killing fields
As I elude the dangerous and violent environments
Wise up
Become smarter
Move the tempo of this hype groove
Change and control the rhythm of this exciting song
You know this shit is dope
You are aware that this music is excellent
So what you tryin' to prove
So what are you attempting to demonstrate
Vu's max as Evil E
Vu is maximizing his skills as a DJ named Evil E
My nigga dogs the wax
My friend skillfully manipulates vinyl records
My brain's a hand grenade-catch
My mind is explosive and impactful
I'm a hit you with an overload
I'm going to overwhelm you
Of bottomless thought
With an endless stream of ideas
Reversin' all the shit you're taught
Questioning and challenging everything you've been taught
Then throw words at you
Then hurl words toward you
Syl-la-ble-at-a-time
One syllable at a time
Your brain recites the rhyme
Your mind automatically repeats the lyrics
No matter what you do
Regardless of your actions
The power's over you
The control is in my hands
when you sleep
As you sleep
You'll be sayin' these rhymes too
You'll also recite these lyrics
Cause the brain has the power
Because the mind possesses the ability
To control all
To dominate everything
Think positive
Have optimistic thoughts
You'll be unable to fall
You won't be able to fail
Brain cells swell
Neurons expand
Thought process becomes a trance
Mental cognition transforms into a hypnotic state
Makes you feel possessed to dance
Compels you to feel the urge to dance
I'll say I want a million
I will express my desire for a large sum of money
My mind is so deep
My thoughts are profound and complex
I'll be bustin' a check for it next week
I will have a check for that amount by next week
CHORUS
Refrain
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ALPHONSO HENDERSON, TRACY LAUREN MARROW
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@BigUnitMcGee
Not many people realize how good this guy is. This album is one of the greatest rap albums ever. Listen to his lyrics, he's intelligent and incredibly talented. When comparing best rappers of all time, this guy should be included. You always hear about BIggie, Tupac, and Eminem being some of the greatest poet/rappers of all time and I don't disagree, but I would put Ice-T in the same category. My favorite line: "I'm raised like a pitbull, my heart pumps nitro" from New Jack Hustler.
@carlac4407
Ice T is also the best rapper on stage
@diegodefante
@@carlac4407 ice t is from hardcore true legend on rock n roll music
@robfromvan
Wait till you hear I’m your Pusher and Highrollers!!! 😮👍
@user-dw5up1st5q
I like Ice-T way more than Biggie, Tupac, and especially Eminem.
I listened to more Ice-T songs than any of those rappers songs.
@PipsClips
you made this comment 13 years ago.........Ice is like fine wine.....everyone else fell off, got cancelled or got shot........Ice..."housing the long cash" OG
@cervr1
He absolutely the coolest voice in the rap industry.
@yaboifry2071
"I made a promise to my brothers of street crime, that we'd get paid with the use of the sweet rhyme."
@sharondickerson2745
This hits home with me because the way my life has been, is insperation.
@jessizthebess4590
@Sharon Dickerson lmao I'm so sure