Been Through the Storm
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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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 man
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 youngin', 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 Flat-bush 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

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 nigga face
1987 Reaganomics ever curious
To visit other cities, out of town kick was serious
Guyanese jeans bounce, put whatever slinger on
Whatever slinger came back, quickly brought me right along
Nigga ran away from home
Doin different wild shit, just to put a pair of Filas on, 'Didas on
Wreck is all for the good, gettin' into shit
Like we innocent, actin' older than should
Walk around broke in the hood, watchin' all the rich niggas
These younger thugs who try to choke and try to get niggas
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'
Across the line until somebody tryin' to cap me, oh shit

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





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Overall Meaning

Busta Rhymes's song "Been Through the Storm" is a reflection of his experiences growing up in poverty and struggling to make ends meet. The lyrics tell a story of his family's immigration to the US, his parents' hard work ethic, and the struggles he faced as a young adult trying to escape the cycle of poverty.


The first verse focuses on Busta's parents' struggle to make ends meet, with his father having calloused hands from digging and his mother working two jobs to support the family. Despite their hardships, they managed to blend into the community and provide for their family. The second verse is about Busta and his crew's struggle to escape poverty and make a better life for themselves. They hustled on the streets, trying to make money while keeping themselves safe. Busta reflects on his experiences and how they have shaped him into the person he is today.


Overall, the song provides an insightful glimpse into the life of someone who has been through the storm of poverty, struggle, and hardship. Busta Rhymes's powerful lyrics and delivery make it clear that he has a deep understanding of what it means to come from nothing and work hard to make something of oneself.


Line by Line Meaning

Been through the storm, through the cold and rain
I have faced difficult times in my life, including hardship and adversity


Everything's still the same
Despite my struggles, my life remains unchanged


Can't control how I feel
I often feel overwhelmed with emotions and unable to control them


Sometimes it's hard to keep it real
It can be difficult to be honest with myself and others about my feelings and experiences


You see the luxuries in life, with the fortune and fame
As someone who has achieved fame and wealth, I am exposed to the opportunities and advantages that come with it


Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs man
One example of the luxuries of life that I have encountered is driving a Cadillac with a sunroof


So many ways to make a dollar
There are endless ways to earn money, but not all of them are legal or ethical


Huh, sometimes I think about my father
I often reflect on the struggles and hardships that my father faced in his life


You see my poppa was broke, and my momma was young
My father was poor and my mother was young when they moved to the United States from Jamaica


Tryin' to blend in with them city folk
My parents had to adapt to city life and try to fit in with the local community


Every day landlord knockin' down my do'
My family lived in poverty, struggling to pay rent and avoid eviction


Wonderin' where my next blessing is comin' from
We often had to rely on luck and unforeseen blessings to make ends meet


My momma and poppa, moved to the U.S. as Jamaicans
My parents were born in Jamaica and immigrated to the United States


Struggled to get visas and green cards through immigration
The process of obtaining visas and green cards to stay in the United States was difficult and challenging for my parents


Though my pop was po', stayed away from crime and malice
My father remained honest and law-abiding despite his poverty and difficulties


Hard living gave him hard hands and callous
My father's difficult life led to him having rough hands and a tough exterior


As a youngin', peep how much they loved each other's space
Even as a child, I could see how much my parents loved each other and valued their own space and independence


His hard hands rubbin' against the pretty skin of my mother's face
Despite his tough exterior, my father was gentle and affectionate with my mother


Dig for treasure 'til his hands looked like hands of a junkie
My father worked hard every day to provide for our family, to the point where his hands were rough and worn


So coarse, slap a mule and take the life from a donkey
My father's hands were so rough and calloused that he could probably hurt a mule or donkey with a single slap


On the other hand, mommy was the type to work two jobs
My mother worked tirelessly to support our family, often working multiple jobs to make ends meet


Never enough money, that's why I got your whole crew robbed
Because we were always struggling to make ends meet, I resorted to criminal activity to support myself and those close to me


Got older, developed ways of grippin' the steel
As I grew older, I became more experienced with weapons and learned how to use them effectively


Barely home for me to see her, or get a good cooked meal
Because my mother was always working, I rarely saw her and rarely had a proper meal at home


Seek refuge in the alleged land of the free, lookin'
I came to the United States looking for freedom and a better life, but found that it was not always what it seemed


Blendin' in with city folk, down in Flat-bush Brooklyn
I had to adjust to life in the city and fit in with the local community, which was challenging at times


Feel a little of my pain, follow and sing to it
I hope that listeners can relate to and empathize with the pain and struggle that I have experienced


Homey I seen it all, if you ain't knowin' I been through it
I have experienced a lot of hardship and adversity, and have overcome many challenges in my life


Got a little older, late teens, me and my crew would huddle
As I grew older, I started hanging out with a crew and planning ways to get out of poverty and hardship


On the corner late nights, plottin' to escape struggle
We spent many late nights planning ways to escape our difficult situations and improve our lives


Nights got cold and still would hustle in the same place
Even in cold weather, we continued to work hard and hustle to make money


In front of Pancho Delis, now the freeze up on a nigga face
We often worked outside of Pancho Delis, even when the weather was freezing cold


1987 Reaganomics ever curious
The policies of the Reagan administration in 1987 influenced our lives and fueled our desire for economic freedom


To visit other cities, out of town kick was serious
We dreamed of leaving our current city and exploring other places, and took those dreams seriously


Guyanese jeans bounce, put whatever slinger on
We wore our Guyanese jeans with pride, and were willing to wear any kind of clothing that would help us blend in and fit in with our peers


Whatever slinger came back, quickly brought me right along
Anytime one of our crew members went out to do something, they would bring the rest of us along with them


Nigga ran away from home
At times, I felt like running away from my problems and my difficult home life


Doin different wild shit, just to put a pair of Filas on, 'Didas on
I engaged in risky and dangerous behavior to earn money so that I could buy the latest footwear, such as Fila and Adidas sneakers


Wreck is all for the good, gettin' into shit
We believed that our wild behavior was ultimately for the good, and that we were just trying to survive and make it out of poverty


Like we innocent, actin' older than should
Despite our risky behavior, we often acted like innocent children and tried to avoid getting into trouble with the law


Walk around broke in the hood, watchin' all the rich niggas
We were poor and struggling in our own neighborhood, while watching wealthy people live their lives in luxury


These younger thugs who try to choke and try to get niggas
Other young people in our neighborhood engaged in dangerous and violent behavior, and would attack and rob people for money


Thinkin' 'bout my mom and pop, while I'm monopolizin'
Despite my criminal behavior, I still thought about my parents and the struggles they had faced in their own lives


To hell with just gettin' by and economizin'
I was tired of just barely getting by financially and wanted more than just a life of poverty and hardship


It's kinda hard bein' humble in the belly of struggle
It can be difficult to stay humble and grounded when facing constant adversity and hardship in your life


Doin' things that probably get you in trouble
My behavior often put me in danger and could have led to me getting into serious trouble with the law


That's why we stay up on the block, gettin' money while we keepin' it safe
In order to stay safe and protect ourselves, we often worked and earned money in our own neighborhood


In front of churchgoers keepin' the faith
Despite our criminal behavior, we often worked in front of churches and tried to maintain some sense of faith and morality in our lives


Mom and pop be worryin' for they son
Despite my criminal behavior and risky lifestyle, my parents still cared for me and worried about my safety


Despite they struggle and their honest livin' look and see just what I become
Despite my parents' honest living and hard work, I still became involved in criminal behavior and dangerous situations


A scavenger, in brute pursuit to be happy, another young'n that's wildin'
I was chasing after happiness and success in the only way I knew how, even if it meant engaging in dangerous and criminal behavior


Across the line until somebody tryin' to cap me, oh shit
I went too far in my criminal behavior and put myself in danger of being shot or killed by someone else




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MICHAEL J. CLERVOIX, ROBERT BRANDON SMITH, FELIX CAVALIERE, CARMEN MOORE, DEMETRIUS DEVONE VINES, TREVOR SMITH

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Comments from YouTube:

@lamarcraven2314

I always thought Busta Rhymes should’ve been nominated for award for this song the song still touches my heart to the day because everything he’s saying about his family his mother dad working hard his dad’s hands so torn up from work he still wants to touch his wife’s face some of the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard from Busta Rhymes

@NoonIE909

Agree

@khuzwayongwenyama4785

A song that anyone who understands struggle can relate with. Timeless song

@DarkKnight-xp1jg

One of his best rhymes.

@motinav123

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@jefferylee1337

can listen to this on repeat all day

@geoffrayguy1421

Bonjour de France, ce son est une pure merveille, un joyau inestimable tellement il est rare. Magnifique, incroyable, merci Mister Rhymes

@DaveDaDude

Busta Rhymes - The Big bang album one of my favorite Busta albums! Straight fire

@Styliesinceninedeuce

Just take a second to marvel at how amazing this song is. The beat is so well layered with drums, piano licks, violins, synths, Dre's wash out mix and repeat all introduced by a harmonica solo. On top of it is Stevie Wonder straight singing and Busta Rhymes just killing it talking about the struggle to live. Then the track does a total 180 with a whole orchestra in the background as Stevie takes you out of the song. This had to be a reference for the now buried myth of Detox. Way too complex and if Dre released this one that means there are like 100 plus other tracks at least like this in his vault of material. Just saying.

@willcommon6164

Well said. And agreed.

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