H.E.R. - Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)

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

Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la

Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have-nots
Money, we make it
Before we see it, you take it

Oh, make me want to holler
The way they do my life, ooh
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, no, no

Inflation, no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die

Oh, make me want to holler
The way they do my life, yeah
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life

Oh, baby

Hang ups, letdowns
Bad breaks, setbacks
Natural fact is
Oh, honey that 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, oh

Crime is increasing
Trigger-happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where we're heading

Make me wanna holler, they don't understand, no
Make me wanna holler, they don't understand, no

Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da (oh, baby)
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Da-da-da-la, da-da-da-da-la-da
Oh yeah
Ooh, yeah, ooh
Ooh, no

Written by:
Marvin Gaye, James Nyx

Publisher:
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