The Sporting Life

Lyrics

[Intro] I don't like him Let's kill him [Verse] Did you see how he looked at me? What? One way ticket motherfucker Let's fuck him first, and then let's kill him Nah, let's cut him, and then fuck him, and then let's kill him Nah, let's tie him up and cut him and then let's fuck him, and then let's kill him No, tengo mucha prisa, girlfriend Vamos en tu carro ahora ¡Dame la gasolina! Callate buitrita Esta es la propiedad de Crow [?], cortala, cortala, cortala... ¡Venga! Let's take him out to the ranch, and let Crow have him Yeah Prendele las velas Oye a la Cuеrva, oye a la Cuerva Oh, let's givе him to Crow, she like to tie him up there [?] for a while [?] Did you hear that? Ay, que sensitivo, ay moroso Quisiera llorar, quisiera morir mis sentimientos Alright let's [?], alright get into the truck [?], that's my [?] we're waiting on, Bobby Come on, let's fuck him Oye a la madrina, madrina, madrina, madrina Quisiera montarlo, montarlo, montarlo [?] Ojala que no esté chiquito Ojala que no esté chiquito I bet you know it is, girlfriend So just fuck him with that tire iron What? Where is it? In the back, I dunno Take a lookie Take a lookie? Take a lookie No hay mucho baby boy, ok? We gotta punish you for that Gonna take you out to the ranch and let Crow have you No, let him go for a minute And let's see if he runs for it Ok, you're free to go You're going [?] Ok? You got 3 minutes to get outta here Would ya look at that? Cut him down, cut him down No more mister now [?] Bing bong, bing bong That's right baby Run that stupid, run that stupid out, run that stupid out That's my baby now Bow wow, bow wow [Spanish transcription needed] Crow's gonna really fuck you up, [?] [?] [Outro] Doth [?] up at thy command and make a rest on high? She dwelleth and abideth on the rock Upon the crag of rock and the strong place From thence she seeketh prey and her eyes behold far off Her young ones also suck up blood, and where the slain are There is she