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



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

Losers !!!



?????



Kurt Cobain 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