Текст песни Stairway to Heaven (Chris Dean) с переводом

This path that I took made me take many steps

But I kept getting better and rising from death (Ha)

As I gained a new life and I took my first breath

I can’t settle for less. I’m not about to rest

Even if I got strep. It’s not to impress

I got much to do and I’m dealing with stress

Imagine just feeling like you were the best

And then realizing pride is what makes you a mess (Agh)

Wooh, I don’t want to take the lazy route

Too many spend their days amazed just by laying down

I know I’m nothing. I’m just dirt. You can take the crown (Yeah)

I was stuck in my ways. Now I’m breaking out

So why would I go take the elevator if you don’t know when it drops

(Psh) I’m a slave for who reigns

But I don’t got the chains

I’m just praising my God (Let's go)

Every move is on the incline when you’re dealing with the truth (True)

And believe when my spit shine I don’t even get the boot (Ha)

It’s a narrow path. No one’s talking to me

I’m not walking with sheep

Take the gold metal

I’m just a soul rebel

New levels are all that I preach. Peace

(Ha) Wait, you know that I flow like the Guianese (Let's go)

People act like they never saw a guy on knees (Man)

For Jesus I’m in dire need

Oh, how the irony

Could praise all day. You’d think that I have iron knees (Get it)

Barely started. People already changing expressions (Yeah)

Exchanging impressions

Like I’m a strange alien essence

The fame you claim is severely severed

You were indebted to the debtor (oo, oo, oo, oo)

On the better Hills of Beverly

Rest in peace

Wait, wait this ain’t my usual

They like, that boy is soon to go (Haha)

Back to that fast stupid flow (Chea)

But no, I got room to grow

Either way I rap is booming bro

(That's right, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right)

And even if I’m on that country

You won’t take it from me

I be stunting

And you better not be bummy

I’m expecting funerals

'Cause any genre suitable for losing throats

Oh, I thought that you would know (Hm)

I’m murking all these demons when pursuing goals

God who I do it for (That's right)

They ain’t ready for what God about to do (Nah, nah)

They ain’t ready for that God about to do (Nah)

I know you feel it coming

Hear the spirit humming

Something is changing (Yah)

And I know He stay coming through

Coming for you

Bruh, His love is so crazy (You)

I don’t care what they thinking of me. Lifting my hands to this.

Worship You all day (Yah)

Praising You in the car. Worship alone at my house in the hallway

(Wooh) You get the glory

God, You get the glory

I am unworthy

I thank You for mercy and grace and I’m serving you always (Always)

I pray that my songs are not Spirit led (Yeah)

I don’t care if they don’t say they feeling it (Nope)

The stairway to heaven. The stairway to heaven

No more sitting

No more submission to anything other than Godhead. We risen

(Yah) I am a dirty rag

I’m sure you heard of that (Huh)

My life was pretty bad (What)

Death. I considered that (Yeah)

Toe tied, but God came around

(Wooh) Popping tags

Hook:

The stairway to heaven (The stairway to heaven)

The stairway to heaven (The stairway to heaven)

The stairway to heaven

The stairway to heaven (What)

The stairway to heaven (What, what, yeah)

The stairway to heaven (Uh)

The stairway to heaven (The stairway to heaven)

The stairway to heaven

The stairway to heaven

The stairway to heaven (Wooh, Wooh, yeah)

The stairway to heaven (Huh)

The stairway to heaven (What)

The stairway to heaven

The stairway to heaven

The stairway to heaven (Yeah, yeah)

Uh, I don’t talk about it

I just be about it

They talkin junk to the boy

Lately I been living by my lonely

Ain’t no homies

What y’all really want from the boy

I been rocking out with Toke and walking on

The stairway to Heaven I swear that we on

Yeah, dog, I’m in it for the long run

It’s Al Queda. Spitting bombs

Uh, I’m making it. Making it

I got no time to faking it

I’m only scratching the surface, but certainly scratching the paint off the top.

Let them come see my fingertips

Uh, they don’t want to cook the loaf, but want a piece of bread when it come

out the oven

Miss me with it. No discussion

Grinding with Zay. That’s the homie. Swear that he my cousin

Take a couple songs and go across the globe

I’ll by my wife a cribby. Turn it to a home

Y’all really talk a lot and sit up on the phone

When I’ve been mountain climbing. My fingers are bones

Look, raw from the top and I’m 18

They writing me off while I’m writing

And they really hate me 'cause they ain’t me

But I’ve been flowing colder than the AC

Turning into everything that everybody always said I wouldn’t be

But I been tryna work it

I been trying to live it

I been trying to get it

Get it

Everything I do is God. Don’t you get it twisted

I might get it twisted up

With the switch up

I don’t want to end up running circles. I might get stuck

Everything that God let me drop Imma pick up

And Imma come up

And run up

And take back everything that satan took like a stick up

Everybody want to see me fall into the bottom

Of the bottom. But I’ve been going full throttle

I’m trying to just honor the God of the (?)

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. I’m done Toke. I’m done Toke. That’s it, bro.

I’m running out of breath, bro. That’s all, uh, that’s all I can give you

right now, bro. Ha. Peace

Tok3n, what’s hannin'? It’s Recklezz. Long time no talk to you, man.

I was jus-I seen you on the 'Book so I thought I’d hit you up, you know?

Think about the past and s***. How we used to freestyle and do lil mini

cyphers and s*** and now we actually dropping hits and in the studio every day

working. You know, I’m glad. I’m glad we made it

Aye, whaddup Toke. It’s ya Love, man. You know I had to tap in one time.

I was just thinking about some stuff the other day. Aye, remember that time we

used to get into it with them guys at the mall and we had to let them know what

time it was? Remember that time you threw up in my momma crib. It’s some nasty

stuff. Yeah, a lot of good memories back then man. Aye, look, I gotta spin.

Imma holla at you next time, alright? Later

Yo, Tok3n. What’s good, family? It’s Bonez, man. Just sitting here.

Reminiscing 'bout the old s*** we used to do, man. Yo, bruh, you remember that

time we did that s*** by Big Lots, bro? Or that time your mom dukes picked me

up when I was walking, went down Redbug with the thang on me. Man, bruh,

I owe y’all a lot for that s***, man. It’s funny how life brought us doing all

that wild s***, man, to this. You know what I mean? Was good seeing you in

traffic, fam. Keep pushing with that music s***, man