I’m awake, I’m up all night
When you’re asleep at dawn, I’m about that hustle life
The words I spit out is a Red Hare, it stays long in your ears
Y’all please stop acting like you’re pretty

A program that airs in between seasons of Show Me The Money?
Nah, it just makes money so it’s looking at a 2nd season now
When I see it, it helps this culture more than the self-proclaimed “real rappers”

I work hard to make this dark stage burst
Rap is about being thick-skinned
It makes the thick and dry become soft and wet
I can light you up from below, so easily

There’s only one thing I know how to do, I was a fighter
Try digging the ground and see if you can find 1 cent, I tried
So I tried harder to get higher up
The respect that you all sing about, now I’ll show you

If you don’t kill, you die, it’s a Hunger Game
Those who remain get the money and fame
Main match, no need to go far
The result is already in, I’ll take it all

After Show Me, I am standing right here
When I’m playing on the beat, I have to eat seaweed soup
It’s like ma birthday, just give up
My rap is so sweet, bees follow and suck it up with a straw

I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?
I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?

I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?
I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?

To me, you’re a little pathetic
You can try all you want but people who watch you get nervous
Those who know, know, why are you pushing it?
The more you do that, the more you don’t have an answer, it’s filthy

I don’t care who is better than who
I don’t care about other bitches, I’m just a bystander
My only focus is the fight against myself
The name to climb the top is me motherfuckers

Get out of the way, the crazy maknae of this scene is me
Be nervous, don’t expect me to treat you like an unni
People may think I’m just a fake high school rapper
But if you look down on me, you’ll get knocked out with my punch line

We’re on different levels so I’ll come down to you like Pacquaio
My rap hits your ears like hooks
The champion who will laugh in the end is me
So look, this is a reality for me, this is ma show

This is Truedy flow feel ma voice
Check ma soul I’m from Seoul, can you believe it? Seoul City soul
The first black people in Korea
I’ve never been under but I’ve been to the real bottom
I came up here without anyone, all by myself
I’ll never ghostwrite
I shout out for my dreams that haven’t bloomed yet, drop it
I’m gonna forget all of my bad traumas
The star of my drama is me, unpretty rap star

I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?
I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?

I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?
I’m unpretty, but are you pretty?
You pretty? You pretty?

unpretty the bell has rang ring ding
The game has already started oh shit

unpretty the bell has rang ring ding
It’s a scene of mental breakdowns, my head is spinning

unpretty, it’ll be a good idea to not touch us
Just look

unpretty rapstar everyone shout hands up
Don’t ever stop, everyone shout, can’t stop

Don’t stop, everyone shout, can’t stop
Don’t stop, everyone shout, can’t stop