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letra de plums - aesop rock

black plums getting fatter every summer
half us in the cabinet getting sadder every upper
classic outdoors-man scratching panic on the cave walls
strays out front but plums like baseb-lls
plucked from the arms of the earth
h-llfire at the school, how are you on about some farmers desert
i’m in a circle of craters, same as your boot in the trench
defending everything from something, plum juice on my chin
all of that kicking and screaming begun a foot in a web
you playing footsie with a foot of cement, what you expect?
for every bullet i have caught in my t–th i earn a privilege of a trip to be in awe of the tree
a hundred years in the future i hope a photo exists
of some historic moment happening somewhere close to the crib
maybe some heavenly zealot yelling and wielding a gun
and there i am in the back enjoying the meatiest plum
oblivious and doing my version of smelling a rose
stupid look on my face i am never in vogue
i was probably in my head about the essence of hope
taking a second so direction could be fed by the grove, no
i was probably in my head about some sneakers i seen
oh my god i figured these were extinct, no honestly
i see my younger self in pictures and think
more plums probably would have been an interesting thing

- aesop rock

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