The Roots, Jack Davey - Atonement lyrics
[The Roots, Jack Davey - Atonement lyrics]
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
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 LA 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
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
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 LA 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