Pick A Puzzle

Putting the pieces together when life doesn’t come with a picture on the box. Every experience, mistake, struggle, and victory becomes another piece of the puzzle. The same way life has to be pieced together, so do the words — finding the right rhyme, the right thought, and the right combination to create something bigger than the individual pieces. chaos of life, the art of putting it all together, and proving that even when the pieces don’t seem to fit, there’s always another way to build the picture. Thanks to SOTS for the invite on this track 💯 @sonofthesouth @gettotx210 @bentts #stm2.0 #pkapzzle @rapfame_official ♨️ @rapfame_ar_team 👋 South- i pick a puzzle then i pick apart the peices I pick apart the beast then pick a part to leash umm quick to click a muzzle how you ever gonna reach umm? pick a part in peace then I pick a heart to ease on painted art can see pictured me the heat son piece by piece I see pieces ain't same when we see 'em so I sit an sense silence hoping that we free him but bring the beat back till i beat umm Getto Texas- riddles in the rhythm lyrics from my prison I was painting pictures with my vision pick the puzzle pick the pattern see I release threw beliefs pieces of me burning light above me never thought it was me lifted spirit pass the clearance clear the interference hone the signal ride ripple make it simple send  the wave threw the sun rays any given sunday I see my son's pray and I say , please listen as i invision the mission given the pieces for the keys I plant truth in the youth, hope the roots break free, my soul is a living prophecy, locks don’t open, without the key, 369 is the code, my legacy. Bents - Life's a bitch always a delima When i struggle to pin-point what triggers I think of Ezekiel , point the pin at the paper strike down literature with great vengeance insert tha temple mend the booth with lyrical fulfillment I got charisma in riddles Yeah I live beyond the enigma The pencil converts these Symbols n ,visions to composition I piece words together from past experiences until my legs give out Or the cymbals Deminsih Until the ink runs out of images Picture you standing On top of my Building blocks Making me fall over like Jenga. the fuck ya kidden Gonna struggle dont have a shovel bug enough to produce that rubble blind fold walking through word tunnels Buckle as we take off on this lyrical shuttle Gonna be Cutting up words like im spitting up saw zaws n jigsaw puzzles There's never been another mother fucker like me 10 foot tall on the microphone a giant titan David killn Goliath Blood all over my Sheppard clothing I leave em with Zero notes for composing Lifeless pieces to their puzzles are decomposing When it's all said n done and music is over They still gather to decode the opus