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Been Through The Storm (Album Version (Explicit) (Explicit))

Busta Rhymes, Stevie Wonder1 Jan 2006

Been Through The Storm (Album Version (Explicit) (Explicit)) Lyrics

Been Through The Storm (Album Version (Explicit) (Explicit)) - Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)/Stevie Wonder (史提夫·汪达)

Been through the storm

Through the cold and rain

 

Everything's still the same

 

Can't control how I feel

 

Sometimes it's hard to keep it real

You see the luxuries in life

With the fortune and fame

 

Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mayne

 

So many ways to make a dollar

Huh sometimes I think about my father

You see my poppa was broke

And my momma was young

 

Tryin to blend in with them city folk

 

Every day landlord knockin down my do'

Wonderin where my next blessing is comin from

My momma and poppa moved to the U S

As Jamaicans

Struggled to get visas

And green cards through immigration

Though my pop was po' stayed away

From crime and malice

Hard living gave him hard hands and callous

As a young'n peep how much

They loved each other's space

His hard hands rubbin against

The pretty skin of my mother's face

Dig for treasure 'til his hands

Looked like hands of a junkie

So coarse slap a mule and take

The life from a donkey

On the other hand mommy was

The type to work two jobs

Never enough money that's why

I got your whole crew robbed

Got older developed ways of grippin the steel

Barely home for me to see her

Or get a good cooked meal

Seek refuge in the alleged

Land of the free lookin

Blendin in with city folk

Down in Flatbush Brooklyn

Feel a little of my pain

Follow and sing to it

Homey I seen it all if you

Ain't knowin I been through it

In other words I

Been through the storm

Through the cold and rain

 

Everything's still the same

 

Can't control how I feel

 

Sometimes it's hard to keep it real

You see the luxuries in life

With the fortune and fame

 

Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mayne

 

So many ways to make a dollar

Huh sometimes I think about my father

You see my poppa was broke

And my momma was young

Tryin to blend in with them city folk

Every day landlord knockin down my do'

 

Wonderin where my next blessing is comin from

Got a little older late teens

Me and my crew would huddle

On the corner late nights

Plottin to escape struggle

Nights got cold and still

Would hustle in the same place

In front of Pancho Delis

Now the freeze up on a ni**a face

1987 Reaganomics ever curious

To visit other cities

 

Out of town kick was serious

Guayanese jeans bounce

Put whatever slinger on

Whatever slinger came back

Quickly brought me right along

Ni**a ran away from home

Doin different wild sh*t just to put

A pair of Filas on 'Didas on

 

Wreck is all for the good gettin into sh*t

Like we innocent actin older than should

Walk around broke in the hood

Watchin all the rich niggaz

These younger thugs who try

To choke and try to get niggaz

Thinkin 'bout my mom and pop

While I'm monopolizin

To hell with just gettin by and economizin

 

It's kinda hard bein humble

In the belly of struggle

Doin things that probably get you in trouble

That's why we stay up on the block

Gettin money while we keepin it safe

In front of churchgoers keepin the faith

Mom and pop be worryin for they son

Despite they struggle and their honest

Livin look and see just what I become

A scavenger in brute pursuit to be happy

 

Another young'n that's wildin

I been through the storm

 

Through the cold and rain

 

Everything's still the same

 

Can't control how I feel

 

Sometimes it's hard to keep it real

 

Woooooooooooooo-whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh

 

Yeahhhhhhhhhhh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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