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 $#&@a's It's no doubt about, we do the

rock star Ohh do the rock star, yeah
Get real drunk, $#&@, $#&@, $#&@ 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, $#&@,

$#&@, $#&@, 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
!@(% 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 $#&@ $#&@ right action lights and plane
flights Drugs and press but in reality
it's a lot less when you're the rock star oooh.