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4 Da Mind

Masta Ace, The Cella Dwellas
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It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) Ayo, ayo, open up your eyes and tell me what you see Ease on down the road with me I hold the key to the doors of your brain And mental pain will shower down like the rain From the sky, I wonder why did I fly To a land that was covered by sand And with improper shoes on my feet I walked through blistering heat and didn't eat For forty days until I came to a door At the bottom of a mountain by the shore My word is law, I walked in with no fear And I could hear a phat track in the rear And so I slid to the source of the sound And what I found was mad tapes all around And Kangol hats and suede Pumas by the pair Then in walks this old man with waves in his hair He didn't speak, he walked over to his chair And took a seat and then that stopped the beat "What's going on?" I say Blundering and wondering should I stay With no delay he picked up his crooked stick And a thick book, he reached out to me and I took it quick That's what he told me to do I took it home and then I read it with my crew Okay, I think that it's time we begin Now three men will read from the chapters found within It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) Chapter one, I rip out your spine and play the piccolo With your vertebrae, when bent a certain way Different tunes I play, tombs stay open, I'm hopin' The king that rises, my eye is Irritated with vivid pictures, reality fades away I hear chants, I ride to town On a chariot of army ants, eating grapes My dagger scrapes, I sharpen the edges for incisions Different decisions, like bending prisms Color the form, watch the rainbow, it's a riddle It has mad flavors like Skittles So slide into the pot of gold as I unfold My thoughts, I kill human beings for sports Chapter two, I flex skills that are nasty like porn Bound to get you fucked up, better yet, ripped, torn Out the frame, bringing pain to your membrane And drain your veins 'til no blood remains Mystic brain, thoughts like a gypsy Sipping on cognac, feeling kind of tipsy It's the mic destroyer Jack's beanstalk got jacked by Goya Oh boy-uh, here we go again In the Philippines, they be eating man's best friend Give me five to ten, county jail or state pen For the styles I be killing off and on like trends It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics Plus the scientifics (For the mind) Chapter three, hocusin', pocusin' I use my third eye to focus in on your crucifixion and I'm psychic like Jeane Dixon and my prediction and Niggas better flee 'cause in realm three I have a different personality, so run, go tell your friend It's the dweller from the cellar and watch me cast my spell again And you'll be screaming, "Mr. Pelican" Like Andy Panda, I'm from the lost Atlanta The necromancer, the Indian rain dancer Underground is the killer clown The joker poker, 'cause he'll choke ya, then he'll smoke ya Lord, nigga, it's the big black spade and Degrading little son of Satan Master is the ace and that hooks up the beats with bass and Mixed between Norman and Jason And I'm the deuce in your hand, the tall to the man The thriller, I eat Froot Loops, the serial killer The four-man dream team, wrecking all evens and odds The deadly deck of cards, dealing with the gods The extra-terrifical, lyrical, spiritual Scientifical, hypnotical and mystical Intellectual poetry Made for the mind, destroying mankind