What's the Word (feat. Nas)

All the kids around my way

Both they fake it 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 helping me, I can't think or see

Soon in love, we all succumb

You get nine lives and then you're done

But here he 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 helping 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'd probably diss somebody in the comments

You get bodied over that, now they call you the cities 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 a 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 helping me, I can't fight the sea

What's the word I need to tell myself?

All these pills, they just ain't helping me