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