[Intro / Chorus: Jack Davey - singing] As I wait for atonement Trapped in the heat of the moment Feelin like I can't control it As I wait for atonement Trapped in the heat of the moment
[Black Thought] Uh-huh, feelin the steam from the cauldron With tension runnin deep as the ocean Many are called, but so few are chosen As I go through the motions, of medication uppin my dosage Bangin Earth, Wind & Fire \"Devotion\" as I admire the focus Takin the city with a grain of salt Where they tastin foul, chase it down, with the latest malt - liquor Roll and hit it, knife did it, hope you got some smarts wit'chu Hope you got some heart it ain't no stoppin when it start - nigga Feel somethin bigger got a hold on me And I ain't trippin not a Bobby Brown, lippin with my nose runnin Basically I had two, options I just chose one And then got ghost, like my picture was on a most wanted Coast to coast, from L.A. to Chicago Now I'm faced, with the weight of survival, plus the taste From the way I been lied to while the preacherman spittin his gospel I can win if I try to