Dream Junkies - Higher [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Fire, burning me up desire
Taking me so much higher
And leading me home

[Verse 1: Beleaf]
I love getting high with my team
We ODing off dreams
My OG is the King of Kings, you can bow down or lean
Bow chicka wow wow, and I'm a fiend
Been a keeper since I was 19
Been a sick kid without a vaccine
Blacker than a cup of caffeine (caffeine)
On the high now feel so low
Know theBreax tried to go solo
Had to find myself, Marco Polo
California trailing leave me like a cholo
Wonder how long the high gon' last for
Wonder how long the tide gon' last for
I'm assuming I'm a be up in a tsunami
Living in living water would help me push out these, dreams
Gotta pinch somebody cause no matter what they sleeping on, me
I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler
And I'm selling these, zzz
I'm a shepherd, I'm a shepherd
So you know I'm counting these, sheep
And I'm walking 'round just tryna be like a Naza-rene
Boy don't you know that He reigns supreme
And I'm feeling high without codeine
Elevated, yeah, baby I'm floating
And we over here just west coasting
That's your theme, that's your thing
If you feel alive then rep your King
Put your hands up and tell 'em, singing

[Hook]
Higher (higher)
Taking me higher
Taking me so higher (higher)
Taking me higher
Taking me so higher (higher)
Taking me higher
Taking me so higher (higher)
Taking me higher
And leading me home

[Verse 2: Ruslan]
I'm looking for a open path or overpass
Place where nothing holds us back
Sowing seed when roosters crow
That right there, how you break them yolks
Reap and sow, mountain climb
I want it right now but that take time
I want it so bad, am I out my mind?
But I first gotta ask, "Am I out my prime?"
Am I out to outline maybe ask for me cause I love coloring outside of lines as a shorty
I hope not, I hope not
Don't put your hand there, the stoves hot
Don't dare come near my old spots
Cause we gon' smash through all these road blocks
Won't go pop, but you gon' smell the fire when you come down to get yourself a cold pop
These dreams
There's potholes, they eyes closed, they cannot see
I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler, keep selling these Zzz
I'm a reverend, be reverent
Thank you's and, please
In my presence be pleasant or you can leave
And I don't really care where they done came from
Praise the Lord, I gotta thank Him
Cause I started as a peasant now a king
And I'm submitted to the King of Kings
No Game of Throne or guillotines
No heads chopped, just hands up

[Hook]

[Verse 3: John Givez]
I'm reaching to get high, can't just sit by, look at my team
It's like I'm the 6th man off of the bench, and got a shot at the ring
At the throne of the King
I bow while these folks pointing at me, hi crowd
I'm just a little engine thinking he can do anything that he can to live life right now
Past is a present for the future, I'm feeling kinda useful
Check my patches, I'm feeling kinda fruitful
From the ground up when I bring the sound up
Rapping 'till the rapture, I gotta keep it truthful
Do it different than it's ever been done before
Tell 'em what the High Priest really coming for
Tell 'em ain't nobody else could ever come before
I run the course and never will I have to force these, dreams
Imma trust in the, Imma trust in the
Most highest, being
'Till my time is up, 'till I'm climbing up
I'm tryna, sing
Make a joyful noise and touch your soul a bit
Can't afford to pause, I keep going in
I can feel the Lord and His glow within
Just gimme my, wings
Imma fly to the highest mountain, Imma go to the lowest valley
Imma hope cause I know he got me
Look down and, see
The God of heaven, God of earth
God'll bless you with His worth
And God'll catch you put Him first and go...

[Hook]