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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Pocket Full of Dead Dudes Song Lyrics
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes by Trouble (Intro)
This man deserve everythang comin' to him
He deserve everything
He deserve it all
Fo' real
(Hook)
Been bringin' bricks, deserve these
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
Bricks, deserve these
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
Been thru the taint, deserve these (with all my partners in this, nigga)
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
(Verse)
This ain't that hammer sh*t(?), use to have so many of em dead dudes
But my dead dudes, youz a dead dude
? get yo beatroll lookin' like a ?
The same ? got so many murder outs
(Flex through) The same ? got so many heard-abouts
Pocket watchin', got so many, shot em out
D-s droppin', got so many niggas spin
Pillow talkin', have em askin' to repent
Gonna take that sh*t, that baxi trouble bout that life
Same time I wound up a pipe I would earn a stripe
Same time I was in the struggle I was in the trench
Same time I had that 50 you had a ?, b**ch
(Hook)
Been bringin' bricks, deserve these
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
Bricks, deserve these
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
Been thru the taint, deserve these (with all my partners in this, nigga)
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
(Verse 2)
Tight project livin', 4 niggas to a bedroom
Brought a cousin b**ch, about to lend(?) room
You seen that ? got so much leg room
If I get dead soon I will get head soon
From a b**ch who I knew out in Cancun
That's why I went toppa cuz the whip jump
Ain't gotta say sh*t when you get real money!
You don't feel like this cuz you ain't live, sucka
You don't feel like this cuz you ain't live
Nothin' like I live, nothin' like my niggas live
Nothin' like the goons, nothin' like my young'ns
We deserve it all
No regrets of all(?)
It is what it is, we ain't losin' dro for the bricks
(Hook)
Been bringin' bricks, deserve these
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
Bricks, deserve these
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes
Been thru the taint, deserve these (with all my partners in this, nigga)
Pocket Full of Dead Dudes, Pocket Full of Dead Dudes