Been Through the Storm Songtext

von Busta Rhymes

[Chorus: Stevie Wonder]
Been through the storm, through the cold and rain
Busta Everything's still the same
Can't control how I feel
Rhymes Sometimes it's hard to keep it real
You see the luxuries in life, with the fortune and fame
Been Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mayne
So many ways to make a dollar
Through Huh, sometimes I think about my father
You see my poppa was broke, and my momma was young
The Tryin to blend in with them city folk
Every day landlord knockin down my do'
Storm Wonderin where my next blessing is comin from

[Busta Rhymes]
My momma and poppa, moved to the U.S. as Jamaicans
Songtexte Struggled to get visas and green cards through immigration
Though my pop was po', stayed away from crime and malice
Songtext Hard living gave him hard hands and callous
As a young'n, peep how much they loved each other's space
Lyrics His hard hands rubbin against the pretty skin of my mother's face
Lyric Dig for treasure 'til his hands looked like hands of a junkie
Liedertexte So coarse, slap a mule and take the life from a donkey
Liedertext On the other hand, mommy was the type to work two jobs
Alle Never enough money, that's why I got your whole crew robbed
Busta Got older, developed ways of grippin the steel
Barely home for me to see her, or get a good cooked meal
Rhymes Seek refuge in the alleged land of the free, lookin
Blendin in with city folk, down in Flatbush Brooklyn
Been Feel a little of my pain, follow and sing to it
Through Homey I seen it all, if you ain't knowin I been through it
The In other words I

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Got a little older, late teens, me and my crew would huddle
Storm On the corner late nights, plottin to escape struggle
Nights got cold and still would hustle in the same place
Songtexte In front of Pancho Delis, now the freeze up on a nigga face
Songtext 1987 Reaganomics ever curious
To visit other cities, out of town kick was serious
Lyrics Guayanese jeans bounce, put whatever slinger on
Whatever slinger came back, quickly brought me right along
Lyric Nigga ran away from home
Doin different wild shit, just to put a pair of Filas on, 'Didas on
Liedertexte Wreck is all for the good, gettin into shit
Like we innocent, actin older than should
Liedertext Walk around broke in the hood, watchin all the rich niggaz
Alle These younger thugs who try to choke and try to get niggaz
Busta Thinkin 'bout my mom and pop, while I'm monopolizin
To hell with just gettin by and economizin
Rhymes It's kinda hard bein humble in the belly of struggle
Been Doin things that probably get you in trouble
That's why we stay up on the block, gettin money while we keepin it safe
Through In front of churchgoers keepin the faith
Mom and pop be worryin for they son
The Despite they struggle and their honest livin look and see just what I become
Storm A scavenger, in brute pursuit to be happy, another young'n that's wildin
Songtexte Across the line until somebody tryin to cap me - ohhhh shit
Songtext
[Stevie Wonder]
I been through the storm
Through the cold and rain
Lyrics Everything's still the same
Can't control how I feel
Lyric Sometimes it's hard to keep it real
Whoah
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