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The Only Truth

Let's talk about Truth, it's Manner and Kind.
I am sure there are ways you can find
to speak the unspoken, from mind to mind
Every secret is a Promise
Not every promise is a secret.
If you learn nothing else,
Learn how to keep it.
Now, get that out of your mind.
It's Water you fool,
The wedge that cracks
The hammer that grinds.
Ha! It's the foundation of business.
That is an agreement,
Two hands that are clasped.
That's Trust, a firm contract.
It's Marriage my friend,
We must disagree.
That's me and my love,
Two as one, that's a "We"!
"Nay, it's Parenting!" you say,
To lift them up and raise them higher, 
Not hold them down with selfish desires.
It is Philosophy, the cornerstone of the Greeks.
It's Therefore, logic leads to knowledge,
And, Because it is shared, strong are the meek.
Yes, it's the paradox of All, no mind can ever be alone.
If there is One, there must be Many,
And without the Many, there can be no One.

			


		
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Jedi MindFuck

			

				

Don’t mistake meek for weak
or mistake silent for quiet
or mistake my intent for luck
Cuz, I’ll give a whole new meaning
to the term mindfuck
and I’m just gettin’ warmed up
ask La Columbiana Guapa, without any drama
or those black cats I’ll call ’em two goats
then ask Cuddles what she knows
Ya, I’ll drop the “tiger” if you want it
It hogs a lot of material, that 36 grit
And about that photo the rock was in
you’re right, Ms. Wife, without the knife, they could’ve been twins
you’ll be findin’ that with the Queen of Diamonds
There’s a dime, a King, the Jack of Hearts and me
I’m Big A, and you’ll see we’re rollin’ that BDE
And cousin, now that you know it’s true
Do ya think the world is ready for 1-oh-2?
For everyone that screams about proof
Ladies, just sing about the Groove
if that’s not enough for you fools
Ms. Goings you didn’t get played
just tell Bert that’s what he gets for drinking the kool-aid
if you wanna call me out, don’t give it much thought
if you wanna call me out, call me Prof 
Remember, not everyone who stumbles and falls
are forever lost
If that’s too much or too funky
Pronounce it with an Umpty
And if you wanna know who I am and what I’ll be,
C’mon y’all, say it with me
because with great power, there must always be
Great responsibility
and a fuckin’ Jedi Knight like me.

			


		
	
	

		
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Family of Mine

			

				

My Father loved my mother dearly
cautiously showing us how to live fearlessly
and the daily livin’
of my mother’s vision
a promised life together, a Family





My brother was my mother’s first Greatest Love
her first taste of being a mother
he was and is a trailblazer
A great but reluctant leader
She always said she re-raised her big brother





My sister was my mother’s Pride
a little Queen with a big fire inside
she would be so proud to see
she raised the woman she wanted to be
A great mother who will fight or die by your side





I was my mother’s Hope, her Little Prince yet to be
despite the hurt, what I learned, changed that, see
Her hoped-for future
Imperfectly sutured
Now, there’s something else I’ve become
I am my mother’s Vengeance
and I am her greatest weapon





“What would my mother say?” Really? Okay…
You obviously don’t know who you’re talking about
She would say, “You run it up, you leave no doubt.”
“You make them remember the day they fucked with, Andrew Steven Bounds.”
“With your shield, or on it, son,”
“you go in it to win it, or you won’t come out”
“Now calm down and show them what you’re about”
Thanks for reminding me what she’d wanna see
So, are we gonna kick ass or chew bubblegum?
‘Cause I’m fresh out of one…

			


		
	
	

		
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Shadow of the Eagle

			

				

There’s a lot of men out there fighting against peace
Some are privately military, some are politicians and some green
Pushing people with lies so they can look strong and mean
But they’ve neither heard nor seen
hide or hair of thundering boots in combat fatigues
Nor the screaming vengeance of those blue wings
Nor a Carrier Group and the dreaded Ping
Nor Mother Green and her fightin’ machine
And you don’t want to, believe me
so, you little men, bring on the pain
Greatest Fighting Force Ever .
Say their fuckin’ name….





Lady Liberty isn’t a statue, or a meme
She’s the daughter of Freedom and Sacrifice
Raised in Revolution and Honored in History
she’s also a niece, revered family
Liberty is a piece of every woman and man
And the Godfather of Liberty is her Uncle Sam

so, Fuck Around and Find Out, if you can
But I’m asking ya, don’t give us a reason to ride
They’re good with the steel, they can really grind meat
Their job is to regulate and make people unalive
They’re good at it too, they earn their keep.
If they can’t defend us they will certainly avenge us
From the first woman to the last man,
first contact with the enemy or the last stand,
We don’t have to be told, we already understand.
Big stick, rattling sword and hidden hand
When it’s all said and done, we will raise our flag.





Hey, hey, listen
Did you see the size of that fuckin’ chicken?

			


		
	
	

		
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Buried

			

				

A fucking know-it-all?
I prefer the term Sexual Intellectual
you might wanna think twice before you do battle
with this blue-eyed white boy from Seattle
You stylized, sphincter-sucking sycophants
I’ll bury bitches in layered linguistics
and alluvial alliteration like I said, I meant
A fossil on the beach, a washed-up has-been?
Remember these things come in threes





You claim your attacks are some kind of help
that kind of dumb makes me repeat myself
because my verses are like icebergs
in that the part that goes deep is the part you can’t see
and it ain’t the only thing like that about me
lookup what I say so you can feel the rub glacially
only show the world the parts that are outstanding
inside so hot and cold you could pass for Icelandic
You’re just bubbling crude like ancient trees





And if you dig deeper to come back for more
I hope you can handle being dismantled
No one can stand ya, blood boils like magma
A major deterrent, swapping undercurrents
Hit something solid against your volatile
I’ll rock you right to your core!
I’m the Subliminal Slayer, built layer-by-layer
Compressed impressions designed by me
here endeth the lesson in G-holla-G.


Don’t come back lookin’ for trouble
Tectonic plates, like your face, are buckled
I’ll take you down on the double
It’s gonna hurt when I hit you with the Earth
Stay down kid, I still got the shovel.


























			


		
	
	

		
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Full Fucking Jedi

			

				



I am so happy you stayed interested
And of course, apology accepted
And my equal reply
In full, in kind
Now let's see if I can't make good the investment





I'm going to give this a helluva try
cause if I'm even mostly right
There's lots to do
more than me and you
and I'm a fucking Jedi Knight!





The gap after the song was indeed a dramatic pause
I wanted to be clear, plus it's some of the best advice I ever got
When he was singin'
Keep their heads ringin'
And made a phone call, like it or not





Now, A phone call to you, is a party line to me
They wouldn't have believed, and they needed to see
A tail wag to you
Hi, I'm Andrew
and it doesn't get any more real than me





And now, Experiment successful! let's say twice
the third time was to show you what it was like
Mrs. look-you-in-the-eyes-when-I-do-it
He thought He could do it
Was the fourth time because of the fight?





And you already know I am not a witch
You just can't stop scratching that itch
Stop being so bold
You know you've been told
Now watch those stumbles Mitch





And I'm not trying to take down the man
It's more like Denny's, a real Country Slam
and Brother, t'was more than little chuckle
When I got to call ya all Hat and no Buckle
It really was good to finally see your fam





So many out there that I could mention
The little Tumblers attention
And a blush
for my Comic Crush
And the White Queen up in her mansion










This isn't a joke, it's gravely important
I love to laugh, but y'alls perspective is distorted
If this is real
do you really feel
That your satisfaction is to what it should be devoted?














Please.










For the dude whose head looks like a cue
And Dave the 8-ball that was with you
"Hi guys", you heard that too right?
Yeah, you heard right that night
And, you doubting bitches, I did too










Wait, Hold up there buddy, It smells a little Musky
Now I'm pretty sure that bet was for 2 big hunks of money
dunno if it was a Mil,
or was it Bill?
But that Saturday Night Live shit was funny










'And to take out the cast'
they say the best for last 😉










Moses Supposes His Toeses Are Roses Song










'bows'
but always, always, always, make them laugh…










oh yeah,  I had to look back but it made me smile
You guys were the reason that she had to lie
So, thanks for the shower, Big Willie Style…



			


		
	
	

		
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If – by Rudyard Kipling

			

				
one of my favorites, thanks to, credits to, copied and pasted from, Poetry Foundation


 


If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:


If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;

If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:


If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’


If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

			


		
	
	

		
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