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Track: Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Album: What's Going On

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Name: Marvin Gaye
Spotify Genres: motown, classic soul, soul, northern soul, quiet storm
Followers: 5,914,389
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American singer-songwriter and musician with a three-octave vocal range, born April 2, 1939 in Washington, D.C., USA, died April 1, 1984 in Los Angeles, California, USA when he was shot by his father Marvin Gay, Sr. Inducted into Rock And Roll Hall of Fame in 1987 (Performer). Starting as a member of the [a=The Moonglows] in the late fifties, he ventured into a solo career after the group disbanded in 1960 signing with the [l=Tamla] subsidiary of [l=Motown Records]. Brother of [a=Frankie Gaye] and father of [a=Nona Gaye].

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Release: Marvin Gaye - Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) / Wholy Holy
Year: 1971
Genres: Funk / Soul
Styles: Soul

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LYRICS

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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
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 know 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