[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 sh**
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, f** 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 gra** 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 a** now
Tried to testify, he told me sit my a** down ("Sit your a** down")
Just a day in the life of a child
Who wants to leave earth just knowing his mom is proud
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