
Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)
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Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have-not's
Money, we make it
Before we see it, you take it
Oh, make you want to holler
The way they do my life, yeah
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life
This ain't living, this ain't living
No, no baby, this ain't living
No, no, no
Inflation, no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky-high
Send that boy off to die
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life, yeah
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life, oh, yeah
Hang-ups, let-downs
Bad breaks, setbacks
Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me want to holler
And throw up both my hands
Yeah, it makes me want to holler
And throw up both my hands (ooh)
Crime is increasing
Trigger-happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where we're heading, oh
Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong (mother)
Who are they to judge us (mother, mother)
Simply because we wear our hair long (mother, mother, ooh)






































