If you're a white person in the wrong neighborhood, you're an underdog.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There's a place in me that can really relate to being the underdog.
I was always a champion of the minority, of the underdog.
I grew up in an all-white community.
White people scare the crap out of me.
I've always been an underdog. I feel like I beat the odds.
I always want to think of myself as an underdog.
I represent both the underdog and the overdog in our society.
The fact of being an underdog changes people in ways that we often fail to appreciate. It opens doors and creates opportunities and enlightens and permits things that might otherwise have seemed unthinkable.
White people get nervous and speed things up. You don't have to be in a hurry because you ain't got nothing to gain and you ain't got nothin' to lose. And that's where the groove lies.
I was black growing up in an all-white neighborhood, so I felt like I just didn't fit in. Like I wasn't as good as everybody else, or as smart, or whatever.