A Raisin In The Sun

[Verse One]: Look What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up and go away like leaves and herbs? His mother says the meanest words "Why you trying to write a script nigga? You know you'll never leave this curb." When your own mother's nothing to you You got nothing to lose And it's sad that she's a customer too Why you dealing what you dealing with is something to prove To a lot cause this block ain't a comfortable view But he sits there in his chair with nothing to do With an idle mind going idol wild out in his room He had a pretty good plan he was trying to pursue Save the dough for a camera in a box with his shoes His mom came in his room for his stash found the dough Took it took the corner make her ass overdose Now where should he go? The ending always feels like the beginning of the road But I know [Hook] I'mma keep going cause I think that I'm the one And I'mma be more than just a raisin in the sun I know, I know, I know, I know Yeah I know, I know, I know, I know [Verse Two]: On an uncomfortable couch in a meeting room Waiting for an A&R that I should be seeing soon The assistant starts to lead me to him I swear dude was who storm? I was already seeing through him I won't say the exact label that I was up in I'll just say that they are no longer running Bumping, Complex, Boy From Kansas thumping He ain't paying attention, adrenaline is jumping Bringing up artists to me that I think are nothing Nodding his head, eyes red, I think this nigga's fronting All of my pride is sunken all of my swag is gone He acting like I'm nothing, he ain't feeling the songs At that point I could leave it alone I should be packing my bags, I should be headed back home That's when you think about the choice that you making And I said, "This is one voice you ain't taking." The raisin [Hook](x2)