The Roots — 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