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and the lies I weave are 
Oh so intricate, oh so intricate

[Paul Wall]
Uh, expensive taste
We up in the arms race

Big money, big crib, big Cadillac
Big daddy,

Intricate threads
Still framed on the wall

High on denial
The virtues of sentence 
With symbols and thimbles 
And eyes of ascent
Signed on the line
For a tin

to impress you
With the intricate wordplay
Catch me at a bodega and
Plus I know my neighbors a little too well
It's like my walls are made of paper
But this is

mistake, as a man I live and stand with countless flaws
Yet striving daily to pick up virtues and better myself hoping to lessen my falls
Sharing intricate

time, it's a virtue,
We can get the bag baby, you can get the purse too,
Knowin' you a hustler, cause yo job, overwork you.

Grinding gotta get these

from all of my recordings 
Writing word on this paper outside it was heavy pouring
My ideas were pouring 
Like its molten porridge

But not like

delectably intricate things in you
Addiction of the body as the world grows cold
Pain harvests the flesh as a host
Reminding the tainted shadows
On the wall

Cast out don't ask about a man and his cash route
Especially if he have not my intricate plot
Raise money Some do it in terms of good
Others take

Uh, four white bitches in the Waldorf
I'm tryna fill four whole walls up with war halls
Me fall off, four hunnid plugs in my call log
You lookin'

in the Waldorf
I'm tryna fill four whole walls up with Warhols
Me fall off, four hunnid plugs in my call log
You lookin' at the motherfuckin' main

Intricate rhymes will fuck up your mind blink of an eye and leave you brainsick
Just let it burn no Jason I hasten when its time for paper chasing Rapture's

I hustle regular
I can get the measure cup
Or tape
Something getting made
Really hands on with this paper
I done swept streets painted walls

Paperweight

Tallman

Mechanism

right through you
I hold my fire up to your paper virtue
I stand up to you and I see right through you
I look inside and find there's nothing in you

I

emaculate intricate intellect

KONKRETE
We ressurecting the art of rapping with heart and passion/
We teaching lessons to those who lessen how worth this has

Night time swagger
Patience is the word of the year
That's a virtue
Sit-in on ya ass everyday
That's gone hurt you
Yeah ya gotta work brodie
Sis you

I'm on the grind, yeah, I flex and I finesse
From da streets to the fame, no time to second guess
Hustlin' every day, I'm breakin' down walls

Some talk about virtue
Some preach about vice
Some say the road to heaven is paved with thin ice
Some people keep sinning
They don't think about it

Sons of Satan

Venom

Welcome to Hell

1981

knees
For

Hell the deceiver,
Satan's child,
Your a believer,
And we're going wild.

Put away all your virtues,
Stop your climbing the walls

Lie Detector Test

Sage Francis

A Healthy Distrust

2005

with their mouths full of silver spoons
Got a paper full of yellow journalism
A restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom
The small town crier is

invader, pink wall dealer
A full-timer, officer, paper server, needs a changer 

Mindblowing, and I wanna blow my mind with a bullet shooting
Vla-di-mir

Came a long way from gator, home invader, pink wall dealer
A full-timer, officer, paper server, needs a changer 

Mindblowing, and I wanna blow my mind

Times
After that her momma married baptist
They was super poor paper plates with no napkins
Momma was intelligent, a young and gifted mind
But at the age

on the lush wide road
Stuff the walls so it seems narrow
With all those crosses and political tribes
So much stupid with so much pride
So I took the train

Verbal Graffiti

Cormega

The True Meaning

2002

I'm like a panther in the dark
Silent when I strike the paper
Like a dagger in your heart
When I write I leave a mark
I seen a NARC before they