Clementines

Tally up, all the bodies in rubble Looking at his face, you know somebody's in trouble Little bitter clementines You can have my drink, I won't finish mine I'd just like to spend some time I don't want to spend a dime I fell on my face at the finish line Scour any hour just to sit and rhyme Hey, Hey I ain't finding faith I'm reminded that dying is coming any day Can't be crying or lying, I got no time to waste I been sliding and hiding, like I've become a snake Any man knows he can be dangerous I'm hearing words, but I don't see any changes You know I'm thinking of your face when I shoot at the ranges You know that choppa always talking, It can speak any language I gotta saddle up, and settle down "Back at home with you, I feel better now" You thought that was your dog, you need better hounds You'll have to breed you something that won't let you down