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 hot 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.