Title: Inner City Blues ( Makes'S Me Wanna Holler)
Album: S.O.S.: Save Our Soul
Artist: Marc Broussard
Composer(s): James Nyx, Marvin Gaye
Lyric:
Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
'Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make me wanna holler
The way they do my life, yeah
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
Oh, make me wanna holler
Way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
Way they do my life, oh yeah
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
Oh honey that I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
Throw up both my hands
Yeah, make me wanna holler
Throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where we're heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don't understand
Yeah, make me wanna holler
They don't understand, oh
Mother, mother, mother, yeah
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us? Mother
Simply 'cause we wear our hair long
