Trouble, una banda que emergió de las sombras durante la primera oleada del movimiento doom metal, se formó en 1979 en las frías tierras de Chicago, Illinois. Fundada por el guitarrista Bruce Franklin y el vocalista Eric Wagner, Trouble surgió con una misión clara: desafiar las normas establecidas en la escena del heavy metal. Su enfoque oscuro y líricas introspectivas les permitieron destacarse desde el principio.
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Con una alineación tan talentosa, la banda logró crear un sonido único que combinaba pesadez y melancolía, alineándose con los preceptos del doom metal. Inspirados por los pioneros del género como Black Sabbath, pero con un enfoque más lírico y emocional, Trouble se convirtió rápidamente en una presencia influyente en la escena emergente del doom.
El primer álbum de Trouble, "Psalm 9", lanzado en 1984, fue una declaración de intenciones. Con pistas épicas como "The Tempter" y "Revelation (Life or Death)", capturaron la esencia del doom metal, ganándose una legión de seguidores dedicados. Las letras, que exploraban temas de desesperación y redención, resonaron profundamente entre los aficionados.
En 1985, Trouble lanzó "The Skull", un álbum que consolidó su estatus en la escena. Con
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Mike WiLL Made-It
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Yeah, huh, eh huh, yeah
Man f*** all that hoe shit my ni***, just want me some muthafuckin' money mane, I swear
Oh yeah, nah famo got me boolin', how we boolin', that why we doin' it' how we doin' it how we doin'
Nigga get this mufucka brackin' like a trap house
Crackin' in the trap house, hoe you just a little mouse
Lil' hoe watch yo little mouth (watch it), strapped but you ain't gon' pull it out (strapped but you ain't gon' do it)
Shit so good (good, good, good) might not even pull it out
Talkin' out da side your mouth (sneak dissin'), bust you ain't no gettin' out (swear)
Talmbout bruh I wanna sit this out (what), pu*** boy go hit the count
You don't want no money sir, you not wit da shits sir
I'ma hit ya bitch sir, I'm from Zone 6 sir
Patna back down in da can, damn tryna play my man
I should get some prayin' hands, blessed, I knew that in advance
Label tryna push advance, damn, jugg wasn't soundin' right
Workin' havin' a good time, me and Mike babe, I'm dynamite
Patna pushin' me to rap, told him let's get another spot
One said ni*** Trouble right, one said we already hot
Dawg you cannot walk my shoes, Forces nor the Jimmy Choos
Bih say you been grindin' baby, took a play out on the crew
Mike WiLL Made-It what it do, suckas playa hate on Skoob
I don't owe a ni*** shit, bitch I done paid dues
Niggas be on a hoe and shit, gossip hoes you breakin' rules
Fuckboy I bought you some shoes, you see how these ni*** do
One call I can make you fool like, aye aye bring me some food
Niggas just can't wait for food, ni*** just cannot wait for food
I done seen some of the fakest jewels like damn, that shit ain't bool
On me some of the fakest dudes like, aye aye that shit ain't cool
Mike WiLL Made-It, Big Trouble baby
Yeah, ni*** get this mufucka brackin' like a trap house
Crackin' in da trap house, hoe you just a little mouse
Lil' hoe watch yo little mouth, strapped but you ain't gon' pull it out
Shit so good, might not even, yeah
Nigga get that mufucka brackin' like a trap house
Crackin' in da trap house, hoe you just a little mouse
Lil' hoe watch yo little mouth, strapped but you ain't gon' pull it out
Shit so good, might not even pull it out
Buddy used to flip da fries, now lil' buddy flippin' pies (that work)
Thug life used to be so fine (damn), fell off I just hit a line (damn what happened)
Holmes went and got a 9-5 (he workin'), Infrared still doin' time (free my dawg)
Don't hate me (don't), ni*** get ya hoe in line
Don't hate me (don't), 'cause you ain't gettin' no dough you lyin'
Don't hate me (don't), didn't mean to shit on you, stop cryin'
Know the cost, just know if I want that shit I'm buyin' (know the cost)
Don't give no f***, you can tell me no, just better know I'm tryin'
Beside my bed, fully loaded MAC nine (swear)
Hit the spot, dawg had a whole nine (damn dawg)
Sic the dawgs on me, these hoes just like some dawgs on me (that's my dawg on me)
Slim boss yeah, yeah, Ross on me, f***, 5-0 (woo), car so geeked
Pull up, Benz in the brick, I got raw in the street (I got raw)
Yeah, you can get hit, crossin' the street (watch and get hit dawg)
Let's take a trip to Carolina, get off for the week (let's take a trip dawg)
All my niggas doin' numbers, you just want smoke my weed (smoke my weed)
Young ni*** caught a body, he was just one
F*** all that rap shit, talmbout life on beats
Lil' One, go ahead and pipe up, yeah we'll be real beats
Yeah mane, Ion't know what them niggas on, ni*** chillin' talmbout nothin' ain't worryin' bout no money and shit
Ya know
Nigga get this mufucka brackin' like a trap house (yeah)
Crackin' in da trap house (yeah), hoe you just a little mouse
Lil' hoe watch yo little mouth, strapped but you ain't gon' pull it out
Shit so good (good, good, good) might not even yeah
Nigga get that mufucka brackin' like a trap house
Crackin' in da trap house, hoe you just a little mouse
Lil' hoe watch yo little mouth, strapped but you ain't gon' pull it out
Shit so good, might not even pull it out
Pull it out, might not even pull it yeah
Pull it out, might not even pull it yeah