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Artist: Marc Broussard Album: S.O.S.: Save Our Soul Title: Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)
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
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