Been Thru The Storm

[Verse 1: Stevie Wonder]

Been thru 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 love of your life

With the fortune and fame

Like them Caddilacs with sun-roofs, man

So many ways to make a Dollar, ha!

Sometimes I think about my father

You see my papa was broke and my momma was young

Tryin' to blend in with dem city folk

Everyday landlord knocking down the door

[Verse 1: Black Thought]

Listen, everybody wanna be famous

I don't give a... how funny the game is

They want it if its gonna be painless

They don't want it if it's gonna be strange

Full of tunnels and changes

I ain't gonna front

Ask my five-year-old son what he want

He said he want the world to know what his name is

I said be smart, boy

And told him he should follow his heart

'Cause if you trying to run from it, it's dangerous

We living in a era where the people is shameless

They gonna do whatever for the paper, you name it

Some come up real smooth

Anybody will try you

Some wanna use you, some wanna be used by you

Don't get it confused, yo

That's the key to survival

Choose your own view

If you don't see it as I do

But it's all substantial

I'm telling you its of the handle

That's the reason I'ma set an example

I've been through...

[Chorus: Stevie Wonder]

Been through the storm

Thru 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 love of your life

With the fortune and fame

Like them Caddilacs with sun-roofs man

So many ways to make a Dollar, ha

Sometimes I think about my father

You see my papa was broke and my momma was young

Tryin to blend in with dem city folk

Everyday landlord knocking down my door

[Verse 2: Black Thought]

Yeah! Look, everybody wanna get nice

But everything come at a price, right?

Err'body got their own price

That's something I learned

When people too nice

It's something that they want in return

Nine times out of ten

What they wanting is yearn

Or they just a little concerned

Of something to burn

People talk about respect

That's something that's earned

People that don't wanna give it when they know it's deserved

But it's real hot

And that kinda life they want it now

When the wheel starts spinning

It's tough to slow it down, Black

Wanna get the people involved

And show em how

If they don't wanna tell you the truth

You know it now

It's bout life '

Pressing in pursuit of that paper

And people worldwide on their worst behavior

And folks that was never really movers and shakers

Getting anxious suddenly they wanna be gangsta

But...

[Chorus: Stevie Wonder]

Been through the storm

Thru 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 love of your life

With the fortune and fame

Like them Cadillac with sun-roofs man

So many ways to make a Dollar, ha!

Sometimes I think about my father

You see my papa was broke and my momma was young

Trying to blend in with them city folk

Everyday landlord knocking down my door