Rockstar

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.