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| subject : | [Busta Rhymes]Been through the Storm |
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[Chorus: Stevie Wonder] Been through the storm, through the cold and rain ÆøÇ³À» °Þ¾îºÃÁö, ÃßÀ§¿Í ºñ¸¦ ¶Õ°í Everything's still the same ¸ðµç°Ô ¾ÆÁ÷ ¶È°°¾Æ Can't control how I feel ³» ±âºÐÀ» ÁÖüÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÁö Sometimes it's hard to keep it real °¡²ûÀº Áø½ÇµÇ°Ô ÇÏ´Â °Íµµ Èûµé¾î You see the luxuries in life, with the fortune and fame »î ¼ÓÀÇ È£È·Î¿ò, ¿Â°® ºÎ±Í¿µÈ, ³× ´«¿¡ º¸ÀÌÁö Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mayne ¸¶Ä¡ ¼±·çÇÁ°¡ ´Þ¸° Cadillac °°Àº °Íµé So many ways to make a dollar µ·À» ¹ú ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ¹æ¹ýÀº ¾ÆÁÖ ¸¹¾Æ Huh, sometimes I think about my father Çã, °¡²ûÀº ³» ¾Æ¹öÁö¿¡ ´ëÇØ »ý°¢ÇØ You see my poppa was broke, and my momma was young ¾Æ¹öÁö´Â °¡³Çß°í, ¾î¸Ó´Ï´Â ¾î¸®¼ÌÁö Tryin to blend in with them city folk µµ½Ã »ç¶÷µé°ú ¾î¿ï¸®·Á ¾Ö¸¦ ½è°í Every day landlord knockin down my do' ¸ÅÀÏ ÁýÁÖÀÎÀÌ ¿Í¼ ¹®À» µÎµå·È°í Wonderin where my next blessing is comin from ³ ´ÙÀ½ ÃູÀº ¾îµð¼ ã¾Æ¿ÃÁö ±Ã±ÝÇØÇßÁö [Busta Rhymes] My momma and poppa, moved to the U.S. as Jamaicans ³» ¾ö¸¶¿Í ¾Æºü´Â, ÀÚ¸ÞÀÌÄ«¿¡¼ ¹Ì±¹À¸·Î À̹ÎÀ» ¿Ô¾î Struggled to get visas and green cards through immigration ºñÀÚ¿Í À̹ÎÁõÀ» ¹Þ±â À§ÇØ ±×Åä·Ï ¸öºÎ¸²Ä¡¼ÌÁö Though my pop was po', stayed away from crime and malice ¾Æºü´Â °æÂûÀ̾ú°í, ¹üÁË¿Í ¾ÇÇàÀº ¸Ö¸®ÇϼÌÁö¸¸ Hard living gave him hard hands and callous Èûµç »î¿¡ ±×ÀÇ ¼ÕÀº °ÅÄ¥¾îÁ®°¬Áö As a young'n, peep how much they loved each other's space ¾î¸° ½ÃÀý, ¼·ÎÀÇ °ø°£¿¡¼ ±×¸®µµ »ç¶ûÇß´ø ±×µéÀ» ºÃ¾î His hard hands rubbin against the pretty skin of my mother's face ±×ÀÇ °ÅÄ£ ¼ÕÀÌ ¾ö¸¶ ¾ó±¼ÀÇ ¿¹»Û ÇǺθ¦ ¸Å¸¸Áö°í Dig for treasure 'til his hands looked like hands of a junkie Áßµ¶ÀÚó·³ ¼ÕÀÌ º¯ÇÒ ¶§±îÁö º¸¹°À» ã¾Æ´Ù³à So coarse, slap a mule and take the life from a donkey ³Ê¹« °ÅÄ¥¾î¼, ³ë»õ¸¦ ¶§¸®°í ´ç³ª±ÍÀÇ ¸ñ¼ûÀ» »¯Áö(?) On the other hand, mommy was the type to work two jobs ÇÑÆíÀ¸·Î, ¾ö¸¶´Â Á÷¾÷ µÎ °³¸¦ °¡Áö¼ÌÁö Never enough money, that's why I got your whole crew robbed µ·Àº Ç×»ó ÃæºÐÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ, ±×·¡¼ ´Ï Å©·ç Àü¿øÀÌ Åи°°Å¾ß Got older, developed ways of grippin the steel ´õ ³ªÀ̰¡ µé¾î¼, ÃÑÀ» Àâ´Â ¹æ¹ýÀ» ¾Ë°Ô µÇ°í Barely home for me to see her, or get a good cooked meal ±×³à¸¦ º¸·¯ Áý¿¡ °¡, ¸ÀÀÖ´Â ½Ä»ç¸¦ ÇÏ´Â ÀûÀº °ÅÀÇ ¾ø¾îÁ³Áö Seek refuge in the alleged land of the free, lookin Àϸí ÀÚÀ¯ÀÇ ¶¥¿¡¼ Çdzó¸¦ ã¾Æ, ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ¾îºÁ Blendin in with city folk, down in Flatbush Brooklyn Brooklyn Flatbush¿¡¼ µµ½Ã »ç¶÷°ú ¾î¿ï¸®¸é¼ Feel a little of my pain, follow and sing to it ³» °íÅëÀ» Á» ´À²¸ºÁ, ³¯ µû¶ó¿À¸é¼ ³ë·¡ÇغÁ Homey I seen it all, if you ain't knowin I been through it Ä£±¸ ³ ´ÙºÃ¾î, ¸¸¾à ³»°¡ °ÞÀº ÀÏÀ» ´Ï°¡ ¸ð¸¥´Ù¸é In other words I ´Ù¸¥ ¸»·Î ÇÒ°Ô, ³ [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Got a little older, late teens, me and my crew would huddle Á¶±Ý ´õ ³ªÀ̸¦ ¸Ô¾î, 10´ë ÈĹÝ, ³ª¿Í ³» ÆÀÀº Ç×»ó ¹¶ÃÄ On the corner late nights, plottin to escape struggle ´ÊÀº¹ã ¸ðÅüÀÌ¿¡¼, µµ¸ÁÄ¡±â À§ÇÑ °èȹÀ» Â¥Áö Nights got cold and still would hustle in the same place ¹ã°ø±â´Â Â÷°¡¿öÁ³Áö¸¸ ¿©ÀüÈ÷ °°Àº °÷¿¡ ÀÖ¾î In front of Pancho Delis, now the freeze up on a nigga face Pancho DelisÀÇ ¾Õ¿¡¼, ÀÌÁ¦ ±×³ð ¾ó±¼ ¾Õ¿¡¼ ¾ó¾îºÙ¾î 1987 Reaganomics ever curious 1987, ·¹À̰dzë¹Í½º¶õ ½Å±âÇÑ °ÍÀÌ *Reaganomics - 80³â´ë °æÁ¦ ºÒȲ¿¡ µû¶ó ·¹ÀÌ°Ç ´ëÅë·ÉÀÌ ³»³õÀº °æÁ¦ Á¤Ã¥. º¹Áö¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ±äÃà Á¤Ã¥À» °ñÀÚ·Î Çß½À´Ï´Ù. to visit other cities, out of town kick was serious ¿©·¯ µµ½Ã¿¡ ã¾Æ¿Í, ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ÂѰܳª´Â °Ç ½É°¢ÇØ Guayanese jeans bounce, put whatever slinger on °¡À̾Ƴª û¹ÙÁö, ¾î¿ï¸®´Â °Ç ¹¹µçÁö ÀÔ°í Whatever slinger came back, quickly brought me right along ¹¹µçÁö µ¹¾Æ¿À´Â °Ç, ³»°Ô ¸¹Àº°É °¡Á®´ÙÁáÁö(?) Nigga ran away from home Áý¿¡¼ µµ¸ÁÄ£ ³à¼® Doin different wild shit, just to put a pair of Filas on, 'Didas on ¿©·¯ ¹ÌÄ£ ÁþÀ» ÇØ, ´ÜÁö Fila, Adidas ¿îµ¿È¸¦ ¿øÇؼ Wreck is all for the good, gettin into shit ³» ¾ÇÇàÀº ´Ù ÁÁÀº ¸ñÀûÀ» À§Çؼ, ÀÏÀ» ¹ú·Á Like we innocent, actin older than should ¸¶Ä¡ ¿ì¸° ¹«ÁËÀεí, ¿ø·¡ ³ªÀ̺¸´Ù ´õ ´ÄÀº üÇϰí Walk around broke in the hood, watchin all the rich niggaz ºóÅÐÅÐÀÌ·Î ¸¶À»À» µ¹¾Æ´Ù³à, ºÎÀÚµéÀ» ÃÄ´Ùº¸¸é¼ These younger thugs who try to choke and try to get niggaz ÀÌ ¾î¸° ³ðµéÀº »ç¶÷µéÀÇ ¸ñÀ» Á¶¸£°í µ·À» »¯À¸·ÁÇßÁö Thinkin 'bout my mom and pop, while I'm monopolizin ÀÌ·¸°Ô »ì¾Æ°¡´Â µ¿¾È, ¾ö¸¶ ¾Æºü°¡ »ý°¢³ª To hell with just gettin by and economizin ±Ù±ÙÈ÷ »ì¾Æ°¡¸ç µ·À» ¸ðÀ¸´Â °Ç Áö°Ü¿ö It's kinda hard bein humble in the belly of struggle ¹ß¹öµÕÄ¡´Â Áö¿ªÀÇ Á߽ɺο¡¼ °â¼ÕÇØÁö´Â °Ç Èûµé¾î Doin things that probably get you in trouble ¾î¼¸é ¹®Á¦¸¦ ÀÏÀ¸Å³ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °ÍµéÀ» ÇÏ¸é¼ ¸»¾ß That's why we stay up on the block, gettin money while we keepin it safe ±×·¡¼ ¿ì¸° °Å¸®¿¡ Àִ°žß, µ·À» ¹ú°í ¾ÈÀüÇÑ °÷¿¡ °£Á÷Çϰí In front of churchgoers keepin the faith ±³È¸ ½ÅÀÚµé ¾Õ¿¡¼ ¹ÏÀ½À» Áö۰í Mom and pop be worryin for they son ¾ö¸¶ ¾Æºü´Â ¾ÆµéÀ» °ÆÁ¤ÇÏÁö Despite they struggle and their honest livin look and see just what I become ±×µéÀÇ Èû°Ü¿î »î°ú ¼ÖÁ÷ÇÑ »î¿¡µµ ºÒ±¸Çϰí, ³»°¡ ¾î¶»°Ô µÅ¹ö·È´ÂÁö ºÁºÁ A scavenger, in brute pursuit to be happy, another young'n that's wildin ¾²·¹±â ´õ¹Ì¸¦ µÚÁö¸ç, ÇູÀ» ¾î¶»°Ôµç ÁÀ´Â, ¹ÌÄ£ ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ÀþÀºÀÌ Across the line until somebody tryin to cap me - ohhhh shit {*gunfire*} ´©±º°¡ ³¯ ½ò ¶§±îÁö Ç×»ó ¼±À» ³Ñ¾î - ¿À Á¨Àå [Outro: Stevie Wonder - singer slower with more ad libs] I been through the storm, through the cold and rain ÆøÇ³À» °Þ¾îºÃÁö, ÃßÀ§¿Í ºñ¸¦ ¶Õ°í Everything's still the same ¸ðµç°Ô ¾ÆÁ÷ ¶È°°¾Æ Can't control how I feel ³» ±âºÐÀ» ÁÖüÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÁö Sometimes it's hard to keep it real °¡²ûÀº Áø½ÇµÇ°Ô ÇÏ´Â °Íµµ Èûµé¾î Woooooooooooooo-whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeahhhhhhhhhhh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh |
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