Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) Lyric Marvin Gaye THE VERY BEST OF MARVIN GAYE

Dah, dah, dah, dah
dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah,
dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
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
The 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
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
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, it makes me wanna holler
And
throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic
is spreading
God know where we're heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They
don't understand
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah,
dah

Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to
judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long



 

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