Brian Courtney Wilson - Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) Lyrics

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 Make me wanna holler, the way they do my life This ain't livin', this ain't livin' (No, no, baby) No, no, baby, this ain't livin', no, no, no, no

Inflation means 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 This ain't livin', this ain't livin'

Hang-ups, let-downs Bad breaks, setbacks Natural fact is Oh, honey, that I can't pay my taxes

Oh, make me wanna holler and throw up both my hands Yeah, make me wanna holler and throw up both my hands (What you mean put up my hands? What'd I do?)

Hey, crime is increasing Trigger-happy policing Panic is spreading God knows where we're heading (Show me)