Rocking Jewels

Even in quarantine the sword swing
Shadow fencing with the pen to keep the form clean
Never numb or try and run from the war scene
Cause morphine only makes more fiends
Saints in the field / New Orleans
Prayers back in style look at all of the torn jeans
I never know what the norm means
All I know is following your dreams
Ayo my future is foreseen
So I don't have to worry it’s already a sure thing
Just as sure as the water the shore bring
So keep doing your thing
With more of the aura The Lord bring
My name is Randy Mason that's Ganesboro
Beats and rhymes to ease the mind in the face of peril
From San Antonio to the Bronx borough
Calming neuros with rhymes that thorough
Internal
Eternal
If you dig it send a dollar or a euro
I'm the emcee he’s the producer
We the people
That's plural

Verse 2
Okay now here goes nothing
Tell the dj to keep the railroad running
Running out of ink about to go squid hunting
Running out of paper better call Paul Bunyon
I be on my knees praying Lord do something
He be on the move asking me, are you coming?
I flow like new plumbing
I'm a conduit. I can do it so who's fronting?
Over the top my cup runneth
How many hours a day? Two dozen
Every now and then I stray and do plummet
And I ain't saying it's okay but who doesn't
I'm too content to covet
Too convinced no what ifs
Determined to learn what love is
A task similar to trying to see where the sun is

Verse 3
Here and now is paramount
All the fear and doubt must mean that I’m nearer now
These must be the whereabouts I hear about
A fair amount veering out
Left what they care about
Carry on calculate if you care to count
All the reasons why the plan must be carried out
Every house every mouth from here on out
If you ain’t helping out
Then you're now who I’m hearing out
High beam rhyme scheme describe scenes
That eyes never read like visine
Nah mean I mean
This is a God dream no joshing
You're watching the rising the washing
The rock roll no moshing
An odd thing
And death ain't got sting so I sing
Yeah I forever rejoice
Tell the NRA my voice is my weapon of choice
Do this for my daughter and I rep for my boys
Inspired by my wife's benevolent joy
What’s better than the cleverest ploy
Is knowing that there's never a void
And that our destiny is something we can never avoid
I'm ready I'm poised
Go head and make a definite noise
While I jettison every decadent deck and destroy
Rocking jewels
The kind that they can never exploit
Skills is currency we certainly forever employ