Kill the Bullfighter - The Privileged Lyrics

I bet you haven't
I know you haven't
You won't believe
What its done to me
Still think its "gangsta"?
Now youre doing L time
Still actin G'd up?
As life passes by

The body, the casings, evidence trace
Rap sheet, white sheets, Clarence and Gless
The cause? pause - they fired for effect

My sister? dissed her, I miss her, see?
Caught up, shot up, toss up, payback?

The pay back or the setbacks, not a wetback, get it?

Revenge or remorse?
Mourn through denial
Gravemarker style
Old pictures compiled

21 doves but she was 22
Car wash, donations, rumors untrue
Family, tears, drug dealers, priests
Rosaries, Cortez, t-shirts, khakis
Sunshine, gates, laughter he said
Fallacy of paradise from Jerusalem

Ever hold a dying friend?
That one you grew up with?
I hope you never have to-
Ever think you'd die next?
Ponder the scenes...
WHERE is God in all of this?
The privilege is ours to bear!

You have not
I bet you haven't
You won't believe
What it's done to me
Crime glorified
Now a 6 foot dirt nap
40s poured for the 15 year old
Consoles a mother?

Migrant, jobless - trend of despair
1000 mile walk-asylum declared
Femicides, militia, Juarez, cartels
Raped by ICE, better not tell
Hollenbeck, housing, helos, CRASH

Death squad abduction
Or ICE agent function
CIA, Evangelical
Reagan-funded forces

Single mother-work 3 jobs
Need more dime-not more time
Get jumped in, future spelled out
Have to survive? - walk through their eyes
Who's to blame? society? parent?
Or Operation Rescue? El Mozote?
Questions asked when burying children

'Sup with that thug life?
How 'bout you take my life?
Caught in the middle of that thug life
Please f*cking take my life
You can't see
That it's killing me
Piercing, every thought
About all those lives
It could've been mine
Always felt I'd be next
Inches from the head
I flaunt my pride
Inside I want to die
So I carry this guilt
Because I'm alive
I owe them all
How do I leave behind
What's driven my life?

The faces of those we buried...
The youth that we buried...
The beautiful smiles we buried...
Those without hope we buried...

The faces of those we buried...

Bound by our suffrage
Bound by our pain
Bound by our losses
Everything to gain
Compassion is our stronghold
I've the scars to prove so
Sadness flows from my wounds
Come bleed with me...