What's the Word (feat. Nas)

All the kids around my way You bought that flake, get through the day And I'm inside just countin' blues Hiding from the TV news Sex and drugs is all my pleasure In this little life of leisure A pretty girl, she don't believe Anything she hears or sees Well, what's the word on the street? What's the word on the street? What's the word I need to tell myself 'Cause all these pills, they just ain't helpin' me I can't think or see Soon in love we all succumb You get nine lives and then you're done But here they comes, your politician Stage magician, little difference Well, what's the word on the street? What's the word on the street? I said, what's the word I need to tell myself 'Cause all these pills, they just ain't helpin' me Yo, what's your goals? What's the price of your soul? Perfections, imperfections, what a life to behold No textin' on intersections, keep your eyes on the road Don't be caught in the fast lane driving slow Yo, I am rock 'n roll with bebop, the rebirth of Leopold Stokowski I be the first to rework verses So that they sound profoundly loud in the cathedral I'm surrounded by evil, they brutalize unarmed people Everybody got this, everybody got that Everybody's rich, everybody actin' like they pockets is fat Copy this and copy that They probably diss somebody in the comments You get bodied over that, now they call you the city's finest We celebrate our killers, lovin' they rep And not enough graduates get respect I know it's real, it's crazy out here, not safe Yo, the Draco will clear the block, what's an op? Why all the hate, y'all? What's the word on the street? Ah tell me, what's the word on the street? What's the word I need to tell myself 'Cause all these pills, they just ain't helpin' me I can't fight the sea What's the word I need to tell myself All these pills, they just ain't helpin' me