Lyrics

Faith the fold
They fled the fax
The fame be back
They wanna hit you with the chain
React
Faith the fold
They fled the fax
The fame be back
They wanna hit you with the
Light footfalls on cobblestone
The streetlamps and the haze echo
These sovereign hands of creation and woe
As they take our lives and devour our souls
So we suck the cold from each other's lungs and breathe
My son, the least
Laying siege, to be nothing
A ladder, the will, some rope, and a beam
You better react to that chain, no whips
I'd rather go and fill your brain with full clips
Of that lyrical miracle, oppression is spherical
What comes around, it goes around, and this ain't no therical
I just be stating the facts that if you fuck around
Bitch, you better watch your back, brrrat tat tat
What you gonna do about that
Cause when the people rise up, there ain't no holding us back
Come on
Ooh
Pay up
Pay up
Pay up
Pay up
Ooh
Pay up
Pay up
Faith the fold
They fled the fax
The fame be back
They wanna hit you with the chain
React. Come on
Pay up
Faith the fold
They fled the fax
The fame be back
They wanna hit you with the chain
Listen when the piper's calling
Sky is falling
There's no stalling
In the end in a life of folly
Listen when the piper's calling
Sky is falling
There's no stalling
In the end in a life of folly
Listen when the
They're creeping in
You cannot win
They're creeping in
The piper's calling
Sky is falling
There's no stalling
In the end in a life of folly
Listen when the piper's calling
Sky is falling
There's no stalling
In the end in a life of folly
Listen when the
They're creeping in
You cannot win
They're creeping in
Written by: Renae Charles Atkins, Stephen Bradley Jenkins, Taylor Keith Stoma
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