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letra de the first fruits - scribe music

verse 1
i heard somebody once say, the most dangerous place for a human heart is up on stage. seems … when standin in front of strangers are talent becomes the anchor that can drag us to the depths of their praise. but let’s be real huh? ain’t n-body want the scrutiny, but ironically these icons always be fallin into foolery, yah. i ain’t tryna make waves, ain’t just talkin non believers, also talkin to the saved. it seems that those under steeples bin livin like there knievel. jumpin hoops to please all the people, not considering their well being. if all we do is entertain this m-ss appeal. we’re just a hamsters in a cage, spinning round inside a wheel and that’s real.. we were called to be more, i’ve told you before, there’s a knock at door hit the bones to the floor. i’m inadequate! i know that all my works are insufficient, but i’ll give you what’s inside if me so you can free me of my disposition

chorus
give it my best, though i don’t feel like i’m good enough. should i stay, should i go, i don’t know. give it my best, though i don’t feel like i’m good enough. should i stay, should i go, i don’t know

verse 2
what’s a man that you a mindful. no really what did you find though! cuz year after year, i’m getting caught up in the cycle of fake friends, loose ends, dividends, newest trends, and fighting giving in. teach me! i need to really understand my roll. maybe the comprehension of the cross will help me calculate the cost of my.. best efforts being sufficient to you. but really what are my giftings to you? i’m feel like the drummer boy of my generation. got a team of wise men and shepherds, and i will swear that we will go the distance. these labels like a herod the act like the care but beware of the stare of the snake, devour my calling like steak. i’m rare! among the many few still reppin the blood. won’t throw my pearls to the swine, and walk my faith to the crypt. i’m a king! no crown of thorns, but i do know my roots, michael w, newsboys, the homie deuce and da truth. got me reachin through these records, humbly beast in the booth. eating beats like m&m’s and you can now see the proof, i’m gone give god my best, yeah!

bridge
should i stay, should i go, i don’t know
should i stay, should i stay, should i?
should i stay should i go, i don’t know
should i stay should i go, i don’t know

you make me brave, you make me brave, you make me brave
you called me out beyond the sh-r- into the waves

- scribe music

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