[Intro: MIK]

(K1)

All that talk

Boils down to nuttin'

[Verse 1: MIK]

Yo, I'm a ninja turtle, man already know that I'll hurt you

I'll turn a square to a circle

New ones on my feet, yeah, they're one away

Back then, I was selling green to the purple

So many hearts are broke, I'm hurtful

So much money in the box, it's near full

Wifey keeps on giving me an earful

Saying that I stunt too much, be careful

Uh, gold in my mout so it shines when I smiler

Damn right, I leave the haters tearful

So many flows I bring to the table

Damn right, I leave the MCs cheerful

Doors, I kick down just like Spooky

Bill collector and dreadman Murkle

I don't wanna hear no talk about glasses

What? You think man ah man's some urkel?

[Hook: MIK]

I don't wanna hear no talk about road

If you've gotta be home by half past eight

I don't wanna hear no talk about

Eating food from the same table and plate

I don't wanna hear no talk about life is hard

And you're going in a backward motion

Where I'm from, City of God

You've gotta go sleep with one eye open

[Verse 2: Jendor]

I don't wanna hear no talk about

Cocaine, crack or heroin because I sold everything

And I've been places you've never been

And I've done things that you've never done

And I've had things that they never had

So much experience, I could be your dad

So much game, I could be your stepdad

Think you're Jack the lad but you're not bad

Man chat 'bout they're spitting venom like a black adder

I don't wanna hear no talk about don dada, top shotta

When you're getting headbutted, gun butted, I'm a nutter

Put my knife through your body like butter

Didn't stutter, motherfucker, I'm a roadrunner, go-getter

Running the road like I don't know better

I came a long way from a coke seller, everyday I flow better

Put 28 shots through your whole sweater

[Hook: MIK]

I don't wanna hear no talk about road

If you've gotta be home by half past eight

I don't wanna hear no talk about

Eating food from the same table and plate

I don't wanna hear no talk about life is hard

And you're going in a backward motion

Where I'm from, City of God

You've gotta go sleep with one eye open

[Verse 3: MIK]

Yo, I don't wanna hear no talk about "let's do a tune"

If the bars that you got ain't catchy

Run in the dance, war cry like Scratchy

Original nuttah, MI Apache

When I was a yout, I didn't have much

That's why more time, my hair was nappy

Now that I'm older, I buy what I want

I don't wanna hear no talk about swammy

Said he was a shooter, can't be a shooter

Aim is weak, palms are clammy

I don't wanna hear no talk about greaze

When really and truly, your life is happy

What do you know about rolling around

With a square of food in a stolen cabbie?

I was in XYD in Catty

Go and ask Dealer, Dazer, Matty

[Hook: MIK]

I don't wanna hear no talk about road

If you've gotta be home by half past eight

I don't wanna hear no talk about

Eating food from the same table and plate

I don't wanna hear no talk about life is hard

And you're going in a backward motion

Where I'm from, City of God

You've gotta go sleep with one eye open

[Hook: MIK]

I don't wanna hear no talk about road

If you've gotta be home by half past eight

I don't wanna hear no talk about

Eating food from the same table and plate

I don't wanna hear no talk about life is hard

And you're going in a backward motion

Where I'm from, City of God

You've gotta go sleep with one eye open