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Inner City Blues (make Me Wanna Holler) Lyrics

Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have notes
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, no

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

Oh, make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Oh baby

Hang ups, let down
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes

Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yeah, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands

Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where we're heading
They don't understand
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don't understand

God bless you, Lord keep you
And may you live, live, live a good life
God bless you, Lord keep you
May you live, live, live a long, long sweet life
Don't let the things get you down
Hold your hand, baby, walk around
Say, God bless you, and God keep you
I'm praying prayer for each and everyone of you
Heaven bless you, Heaven keep you

Songwriter(s): Meshell Ndegeocello
Copyright: Revolutionary Jazz Giant, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp.
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