[Intro:]
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 & hit it, knife did it, hope you got some smarts wit' you
Hope you got some heart it ain't no stoppin' when it start nigga
Feel somethin' bigger got a hold on me
& I ain't trippin' not a Bobby Brown lippin' with my nose runnin'
Basically I had 2, options I just chose 1
& 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.

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.