| All my, all my, all my life, I’ve been searching for that heart of gold
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| Forget about that honor roll
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| Maybe this is right, maybe this is wrong
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| Maybe this is something I shouldn’t say in a song
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| Like fuck 'em, fuck all them haters
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| Yeah fuck 'em, fuck all them haters
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| Hey see something generic like that, bring it back hey
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| Help me God, I’ve been searching so long
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| Trying to find something that I can’t even pinpoint in a song
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| We can look into a mirror, pick out everything that’s wrong
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| But can’t pick out what we dig up, always feels like we the bomb
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| I was dropping the ball, think of fuckin' 'em all
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| Momma look what I done found yeah
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| Took a little sec. |
| to get my feet up off the ground
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| I was rappin' in your basement
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| Smokin' weed in front my hat rack
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| To go and put that CD-R and hustle out my backpack
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| Who 'da ever thought we’d do a thing?
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| I was listening to Wu-Tang
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| Writing raps up in my duo-tang
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| Teacher told me I may not succeed but A-A-R-O-N that’s me and I
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| Heart of gold, yep yep yep yep, heart of gold
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| We can find the time to get it but can’t find the time to show like
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| Ladi da di they like to party
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| Don’t know it but they fuck some Molly
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| They’re something different 'bout you
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| Something different 'bout we
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| Why the hell we actin' the same
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| When your same ain’t the same as me
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| Man I was searchin' for my passion
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| Momma look what became of me
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| Look what became of us
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| Look what became of the C minus student
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| Who was lurking kinda searchin around for that honor roll
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| Show up late for class and teacher tell me I gotta go
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| Fine with me
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| The stuff you teach isn’t something that I wanna know
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| ADD, ADD, regular is my P-L-A-D
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| I made the team and I gave a shit
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| And that made my dad so G-L-A-D
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| But I quit before I even got the chance to go
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| And buy my ass some new P-A-D's
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| Heart of gold but got rust on it
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| Hey we all just a bit jaded
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| I’ll be the first to say it
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| But that’s love ain’t it?
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| I don’t care what they say about us
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| Yeah for this shit for you’re me
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| So let 'em say what the hell they gon' say
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| Mofucker ain’t a threat to we
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| Cause we are ay ay better than we ever been
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| Cause we are ay ay better than we ever been |