Rock Star

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