"Blast Off" is a song I originally wrote for
Against All Odds, and redid for
WELCOME. Typing the lyrics, I noticed my inspirations were slightly different when I wrote it. For example, the Austin Collie shout out was referring to the concussion he suffered a few years ago.
Regardless of when I wrote it, this will always be one of my favorites, and Dave Nakaji really helped create the sound that the song needed to have. Enjoy.
LYRICS
You still here?
Can you see me?
Look at this composition - something you've got to witness.
Ain't wasting time with disses - I get no competition.
And you can try your hardest; you'll never stop the mission.
And yes I make mistakes; I ask for God's forgiveness.
I hope you see me in the best of my light.
I guess it sounds ambitious, but do you get that I'm right?
I'm takin' off, man I'm Catching My Flight.
I'll rap, I'll sing, and I'll compose for the rest of my life.
Thank you if you understand.
And my heart gives to everybody - I love the fans.
I'm too committed to be stopping any time soon.
And this is not a brainstorm; it is a typhoon.
Get outta bed - today I feel like flossing
And looking fresh; rock the specs, man I feel awesome.
I'm stone cold Steve Austin
Collie. Knock me down but I'll get back up and I'll be
Gone. All system's go.
Second thoughts are taking control.
Oh, I can't turn back now.
I'm strapped in.
La la la la
I'm gone. I'm blasting off up into the clouds.
I'm out of the world. Ain't no time for playing around.
I'm going away. You'll see me with the shooting stars,
Looking down at the world, but baby I ain't never too far away.
The snare splashes. It's truly magic.
And when I'm rappin' it's "lights, camera, action."
I gotta do this now; I don't wanna be asking
"What happened? How'd I let it go, man, I had it!"
That's a position that I'll never wanna live in.
See, this gift that I was given is something special so don't listen
To the haters who keep talking shit.
Are you a dog, man? Then why the hell you barking, bitch?
It's time to quit it, just accept the fact.
I'm better than most rappers.
And I'ma go after the top, no ladder.
Yeah, you can show laughter but it don't matter.
I'm gon' turn your shit talk into a low chatter.
Shout out to my future fans who don't believe.
Shout out to the supporters that call this poetry.
Shout out to my roadees coming to my shows for free.
And shout out to the fans screaming from the nosebleeds. I'm gone!
I'm gone. I'm blasting off up into the clouds.
I'm out of the world. Ain't no time for playing around.
I'm going away. You'll see me with the shooting stars,
Looking down at the world, but baby I ain't never too far away.
Do you know how it feels to be so lost
That Earth feels like outer space?
We can go to a place only I know.
I call it paradise.
I'm gone. I'm blasting off up into the clouds.
I'm out of the world. Ain't no time for playing around.
I'm going away. You'll see me with the shooting stars,
Looking down at the world, but baby I ain't never too far away.
I'm gone. I'm blasting off up into the clouds.
I'm out of the world. Ain't no time for playing around.
I'm going away. You'll see me with the shooting stars,
Looking down at the world, but baby I ain't never too far away.
Away. Away, yeah. Away, yeah.
Away. Away, yeah. Away, yeah.