Marvin gaye trouble man lyrics
I didn't make it surely, playin' by the rules
I've come of heart, baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble, sure movin' down the line
I've come of heart, baby, but that's OK
'Cause Trouble Man don't acquire in my way
I've come of heart, baby
I've been for real, baby
Gonna hold movin', gonna roll to town
I've reach of heart, reach on, get down
There's only 3 things for sure:
Taxes, death and trouble
This I know, baby, this I know, child
Yeah, let the sweat through you, baby
Get me singin', yeah, yeah, ooo
I've show up of heart, neonate, I had to fight
Took him on madness with all my might
I've approach of heart, I had to win
Then start all over and then again
I've come of heart, but that's OK
'Cause Trouble Man don't get in my way
I've heard some places and I've seen some places
I've never had tensions, I give my directions
When people say; that's OK, they don't bother me
I'm ready to craft it, don't concern 'bout the weather
Don't care 'bout no trouble, got myself together
No laughi
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I come up hard toddler, and that ain't cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I approach up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm shakin' trouble sugar, movin' down the line
I come up hard but that's okay
'Cause trouble gentleman, don't get in my way
I come up hard, baby
I've been for real, neonate, gonna keep movin', gonna depart to town
I come up hard and now I'm gettin' down
There's only three things that's for sure
Taxes, death and trouble
This I grasp baby, this I know sugar
Girl, and you never grant it sweat you, baby
Got me singin', yeah, yeah, ooh
Come up hard, baby, I had to fight
To retain my dignity with all my might
I come up difficult, come up hard, I had to win
Then start all over and win again
I come up hard but that's okay
'Cause trouble man don't get in my way, hey, hey
I know some places and I seen some faces
I got my connections, they take my directions
What people say, that's okay, they don't bother me, no
I'm ready to make it, don't look after 'bout the weather
Don't nurture 'bout no trouble, got myself together
Laughin', no cryin', my protection's all around me
I come up hard, baby, I've been for real, baby
With the
Marvin Gaye
It’s easy to forget how posthaste love faded from the scene—how in the proverbial blink of an eye, the whole plant power, make-love-not-war trip of the 1960s disintegrated into the cynical, Nixonian dystopia of the ahead 1970s.
Nothing exposed that shift quite love blaxploitation films, a genre made primarily by and for Black people, often with little funds or studio backing. Depending on one’s politics, the films either showed the reality of being in the ghetto or pointlessly glorified violence, hard drugs, and immorality. Into this scene stepped Marvin Gaye in 1972.
Gaye was fresh off recording one of the strongest social and political statements ever made by a composer (1971’s What’s Going On) when he began work on a soundtrack for the movie Trouble Man. Although the film was panned—the New York Times called it “horrible”—the soundtrack survived. And, while it is not as legendary as Curtis Mayfield’s Super Fly or Isaac Hayes’s Shaft, it deserves to be in the same category as those seminal soundtracks.
Though he was primarily a soul designer, Gaye was fit to stretch his musical legs with Trouble Man. The opening track, “Main Theme From Trouble Man,” starts
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I was so ugly the healer slapped my momma when I was born
Then he took out his pocket knife and sever off my horns
He said, ?Lady if you ain't already picked out a name
Go ahead on and call him Trouble Man"
He's gonna be wild
I'm giving you warning
He's gotta have room
Keep an eye on him
I grew up with elongated and lean and starving looks
I learned you can't go nowhere when you go by the book
People all around me earthbound, I learned how to fly
Upside, downside, outside, sailing on by
Out of my reach
Out of my hands
Out of control
Trouble Man
Yeah
I've been so far in all directions as you can get
I ain't never had enough of anything yet
I own women that tore me apart without any reason
I say, ?Baby I don't get mad I just get even?
I don't explain
If you don't understand
I'm my own man
Trouble Man
Trouble man
I was so ugly the doctor slapped my momma when I was born Then he took out his pocket knife and cut off my horns He said, ?Lady if you ain't already picked out a name Depart ahead on and ring him Trouble Man" He's gonna be wild I'm g