Regardless

[Hook] They tell me home is where the heart is And mine is in the game regardless Yeah, mine is in the game regardless They tell me home is where the heart is And mine is in the game [Verse Truck North] Another night is here, as the day goes From the highest highs, straight to the lowest lows On the outside of God's inside joke I let it go without exhale, or weed smoke Been the worst of times, but I must admit You make it easy when I write about the bad shit So I guess a thanks is in order I got one man left and I'm running out of quarters Though I get plenty of love from the supporters Home ain't been home since pop got called up And sometimes I feel they waiting for the come up Trouble in numbers, add more when the guns up But such is the nature of the beast That I try and run away from no hide-n'-seek It's seems that I'm most happy when I'm gone Quest for the throne, I go at it alone, fuck it When the pressures on, when you stand alone When it seems that the whole world turn cold [Hook] [Verse Truck North] Eastbound and down, but I ain't out yet Swinging for the fence, and only got a strike left Free falling no parachute, or safety net Trying to play [?] [?] and hold the line down But you can bet I'm getting mines now Never did good, nobody ever showed him how Sad to say I'm learning on the fly, and I'm trying not to be just some self destructive guy But to her, that's human, forgiveness is divine And I'm just getting by by the skin of my own hide So meet Mr. Jekyll and the stir of echoes I know there nothing there, but it's still hard to let go Some say it's a facade but I'd be more inclined to know that God decides You might think the grass greener on the other side, but it's high That make it easy for the snakes to hide, (right?) [Hook] [Verse Truck North] All the smoking and drinking going to catch me As if I'm committing suicide indirectly So when I meet my maker, I just hope he don't reject me For ['acts of disappearance' ?] like Wesley Yes, he's on a different level, in another mind frame On another plane, until he lands once again All this just to cultivate a name But what's it really mean when your fam ain't straight And fame only seems to come in bite-sized pieces Starting to feel over the hill, man, like [Jelisa?] I'm just trying to be a prime time feature And not just a food for the leaches Sad that the preacher man can't even save his ass now Tried to testify, he told me sit my ass down ("Sit your ass down") Just a day in the life of a child Who wants to leave earth just knowing his mom is proud [Hook]