Inner City Blues, Make Me Wanna Holler
Marvin Gaye
Rockets, Moon shots
spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
fore we see it, you take it
OH make you wanna holler
they way they do my life
make me wanna holler
the way they do my life
this ain't livin, this ain't livin
no no baby, this ain't livin
no no no
inflation, no chance
to increase finance
bills pile up sky high
send that boy off to die
make me wanna holler
the way they do my life
make me wanna holler
the way they do my life
hang ups, let downs
bad breaks, set backs
natural fact is
i can't pay my taxes
oh, make me wanna holler
and throw up both my hands
yea, makes me wanna holler
and throw up both my hands
crime is increasing
trigger happy policing
panic is spreading
God knows where were heading
Oh make me wanner holler
they don't understand
Mother Mother
they don't understand us
who are they to judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long
* The more things change in our universe, the more things stay the same. This song was written close to forty years ago.
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