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