[Verse 1: Pretty Ugly] 

It started when the hotshots went past my spot 

Police used to knockin for blocks, it had me wantin to clock 

The one day I got proposition, they had me trippin 

I put my man onto what I was gettin and where we flippin 

I dogged two pairs of sneaks in the first week 

I couldn't sleep, cuz I was afraid to miss a beat 

Now my phase done passed and I'm in the game deep 

The smokers love me, watch for the cops and my peeps 

My mom kinda new, and so did the law too 

Respect was due, so I chill when they come through 

I calm down my crew, put a skirt on the brew 

I always miss my curfew but what the fuck would you do? 

With 5000 a night, off each G I made a tre' 

The block was warm as May and gettin hotter every day 

With no dues to pay, wasn't a way I could lose 

But my last week of school my ol' head was on the news 



[Hook x2] 

In order to eat, you gon' struggle 

I ain't gon' lie 

While you eat you gon' struggle 

Don't ask me why 

Life is all a struggle then you die, yeah 

Is it fair? Nah - Does life care? Nah 



[Verse 2: Pretty Ugly] 

Now I'm back where I started, couple grand and a stash 

Wrote my man down what happened, told him watch his ass 

After this court case pass, we gon' try it again 

Until then I made friends with a pad and a pen 

I wrote about current affairs and issues I was havin 

All the coke I was baggin and all the pussy I was taggin 

Every rhyme gave me the chills, cuz everything I wrote was real 

Now who the fuck thought I'd get me a deal? 

I grew up in Philadel, 2-3 to 4-6 

It's survival of the fit, I'd flip a brick and get rich 

But rough times danced along, but money was the song 

But I couldn't get it on, cuz my ol' head was gone 

I went to visit him, he said paper stay strong 

Watch my new born, I'ma be here real long 

But I gotta get mine, he said, "Naw get signed" 

Didn't know I was livin live, till I had a decent time 



[Hook x2] 



[Verse 3: Pretty Ugly] 

Now two years done passed, I came home with to cash 

Tried to catch up with the past but the streets is movin fast 

I had homies, but they left me lonely 

Either they fell for a case, or they fell for a tenderonie 

I was stuck in between a dream and a drug scene 

Wasn't born with mean but I learned how to D 

I lace a lot, five times a day non-stop 

But I miss huggin the block and spendin a knot 

Money was callin, felt myself Riq' I was fallin 

I started robbin, cuz I couldn't stand starvin 

And then I got shot two times in two spots 

I almost went in shock because the blood wouldn't stop 

I ain't gon' lie, I ain't ready to die 

I ain't ready to fry, but I'm ready to ride 

Some flip bricks and get rich, some stay broke and flip burgers 

I'm gon' get further, write murder or get murdered 



[Hook x2] 



Aye.. P.U., High & Mighty 

You know, Philadel, still reign supreme 

Know who y'all heard ya first gangsta rap from 

We started all this, it's our turn 

Aye..