DESCRIPTION:
T.H.E. Human Torch -- Moment of Silence
Lyrics:

Intro:

I didn't want to have to use violence,
but these haters wouldn't shut upduring the moment of silence.
The Hottest Ever Human Torch! Hey yo.

Verse 1:

Try to kick me while I'm down and I'll leave you hobblin'.
My pockets gobble up the money. They're some green goblins. I don't plan on stoppin'.
Failure's not an option. My flow is priceless. You can't buy it at an auction.
You ain't talkin' about nothin' unless you mention me in your discussion.
My flow's hotter than a volcanic eruption. I go hard like an erection (pause).
Failure's out of the question (nah). I'm hip-hop president. No need for an election.
One man army and I'm ready for combat. I was stressing over these girls,
but now I'm off that, 'cause time equals money and I can't afford to waste time.
M.O.B. money over female k-9s. I'm through chasing girls. Time to
get my priorities straight. A few people may care but the majority hate.
I sentence all my enemies to a horrible fate, 'cause I'm on my way to becoming
historically great. I'm serious when I say I'm destined for greatness,
and I'm serious when I say that I don't tolerate fakeness, which means I ain't messing
with you Pinocchios. You lie so much I need a yard-stick to measure your nose (oh).
Money ain't a luxury. It's a necessity, so forget the economy. I'm keeping it
recession-free. I intend to make a mockery of everyone who rejected me.
That goes for all you females especially...no homo.

Verse 2:

Sssshhhhhh. Moment of silence.
I'm fresher than Listerine, I'm cleaner than Mr. Clean
and I'm sharper than Wolverine's claws.
Have you ever seen Jaws? Well I'm kind of like the shark except I'm twice as malicious
and ten times as vicious with no flaws. How come everybody wants to hate on me?
I feel like I won a spelling-bee, 'cause I'ma be the king of R-A-P and if you don't believe me
just wait and see. E-Z as P-I-E when I'm on the M-I-C,
and I've got the picture-perfect S-W-A-G.
Moment of silence. R.I.P. I killed this B-E-A-T. I'm cooking all my enemies
but never share my recipe. These haters just don't get it yet. You're softer than a pillow pet.
Try to test me and I'll light you up like a cigarette. Flame on!
I could take your girlfriend to McDonald's and then we'll slice the Nike sign in half
and split the check. I'm the hottest rapper on earth. I spit fire on every verse.
Now, I could take your girlfriend but if I took your girlfriend you'd be all sad and blue
like a suicidal Smurf. Ooooh, that one had to hurt. "T.H.E. Human Torch, you're the worst!"
Um, actually I'm the best, you're last and I'm first, so don't get it twisted. You're just hating
'cause I'm gifted and you're like a wide receiver that can't catch. If you step to me I'm going
to strike you like a match. Mark my words: "I will be the king of rap. Point, blank, period.
No strings attached." You dig? Gone.
Will everyone please stand to your feet, remove your hats and bow your heads in silence
as we celebrate the life of the James Alexander Maples that used to exist.
He is gone now. There is only T.H.E. Human Torch.
Now let the beat ride. Now let the beat ride out. Now everybody ride out. Just ride out.