All I ever did was teach folk in the community
A place where ain't no lawyers, or ain't no 'munity
Talked about animosity and how to keep it gutter
Explain to in detail why you boys don't know my struggle
It's that real deal sh** from a real motherf**er
My stomping ground make me a ill motherf**er
Somebody say you might not like my music 'cause you might get burned from it
Mr. Miyagi with this sh** dope, you learned from it
It's that murder man music, it's that n***a Boosie
30 chains on his neck, look at him, that n***a stupid
He on parole but look around 'em, he got 22 toolies
I trained 20 n***as, to bust them 20 umph
I thought 'em how to sell, how to stack they mail
When they slip and fell, I got 'em outta jail
If that ain't real, what you call that? Came home got it all back
My line busy n***a, call back
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
I took n***as with no hustle, made 'em out a G
Ran with n***as like Busta and Tommy Smee
I took care of n***as, if I was sliding, they was sliding with me
Wonder why a n***a couldn't sit and testify on me
f**ing everything we did get up and lie on me
And that ain't how I raised sh**, Mr. Miyagi
f** any n***a got my back, I know God got me
They said I wasn't coming home, card watcher
They say all my n***as looking like they got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the f** you think they couldn't break?
Something rouge, they was schooled by a mental patient
'Cause all they had was n***as brains on the dinner table
If they ever ever ghetto, they look up to me
Every baby just a letter, they won't f** with me
If you's a animal, use a lama, then I'm f**ing me
Wax on, wax off,
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**
Mr. Miyagi with this real sh**