Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) - Marc Broussard

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