When I was a kid I would go to the show and see the rock star I'd play my records and look at the album cover at the rock star Sometimes I'd check out the R&B But the polka, salsa classical scene just was not me. I wanted to be like Bootsy Dr. Funkenstein or Jimi the rock star Color meant nothing to me Everything was equal as far as I could see. Ignorant to the racist music industry music industry music industry Music industry...white rock star Everywhere I look...white rock star Read it in the paper...white rock star Watch it on TV...white rock star Only just a little...black rock star Only for a token...black rock star Sing no controversy...black rock star Sometimes for the flavor of Japanese No communication but it's overseas. Unaware of how propaganda works I soon became a victim, a trick at work With my black brotha's playin' rock & roll signed and ho'in for a major label selling my soul as a rock star. Do the rock star ohh Do the rock star yeah Break a window, smash a TV We're some hott mother fucka's It's no doubt about, we do the rock star Ohh do the rock star, yeah Get real drunk, fuck, fuck, fuck Kick in the radio, smash up a chair Do the rock star, wooh Do the rock star, yeah Wreck your hotel room Catch a Lear jet Stay in debt, manic depressed Sweat & jerk to the best Smoke a cig, fuck, fuck, fuck, Lie fry loosin' your mind like a rock star Loose it! I got supposed fortune & fame with existential potential Of runnin' the game, but it the greedy of the whitey at the top of my frame that's Blurrin' my art piece, makin' it Weak see makin' it watered down Dilutin' my funky sound But it's all you need to be in this weak society Powder puffy rock star dumb Keepin' people stupid and dumb Do the rock star ooh Do the rock star hey Shoot up some heroin Snort some cocaine Smash your guitar Wreck a jet plane With a short gun to your brain For the price of fame like Kurt Cobain Doin' the rock star main Color meant nothing to me But now I just can't escape From the rains that drive me ape of their white fear through the television in my eyes in my ears Racism! Separation! Media! So I guess you can say I'm an angry brotha Can't play my music 'cause of barrier of color Deep in debt with a seven record set Videos and funky shows but no one knows The major pain and misery of bein' radical Speakin' of what you feel in a world that's sad and dull But the rock star got the money and the fuck fuck right action lights and plane flights Drugs and press but in reality it's a lot less when you're the rock star oooh.
