Marvin Gaye - Inner City Blues (Makes Me Wanna Holla)

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 Oh, 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 knows 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