All I ever did was teach folk in the community
A place where ain't no lawyers, or ain't no 'munity
Talked 'bout that in my city and how to keep it up
Explain to in detail why you boys don't know my struggle
It's that real deal shit from a real motherf**ker
My stomping ground make me a ill motherf**ker
Somebody say you might not like my music cause you might get burned from it
Mr. Miyagi with this shit dope, you learned from it
It's that murder man music, it's that ni**a Boosie
30 chains on his neck, look at him, that ni**a stupid
He on parole but look around 'em, he got 22
I trained 20 ni**as, they busting 20 Ubers
I thought 'em how to sell, how to stack they mail
When they stripping fail, I got 'em outta jail
If that ain't real, what you call that? Came home got it all back
My line busy ni**a, call back

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Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit

I took ni**as with no hustle, met them outta juvy
Riding with ni**as like Busta and [?]
I took care of ni**as, if I was sliding, they was sliding with me
Wonder why a ni**a couldn't sit and testify me
F**king everything we did get up and lie on me
If that ain't high ratings, Mr. Miyagi
F**k any ni**a that ain't got my back, I know God got me
They said I wouldn't come at all, go watch
They say all my ni**as looking like they got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the f**k you think they couldn't break?
Something rouge, they was schooled by a mental patient
Cause all they had was ni**as brains on the dinner table
If they ever ever ghetto, they look up to me
Everybody just a little, they won't f**k with me
If you's an animal [?], then I'm f**king me
[?] wax on, wax off, Mr. Miyagi

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