Omegle Bars Episode 1 – Clip 1

Florescent Adolescence, Rainbow, Wetherspoons, Pepsi, Vinyl, Spoon, Adapter
Champion Hat, Apple Watch, Action Figure, Monster, Wine Glass, iPhone

FREESTYLE:

They be, peeping my essence, shining fluorescent
I've been doing like that since a young adolescent
Yeah, I'm shining, y'all know I'm doing it big
Fluorescent with the lights since I was just a kid

Yeah, even as a youth I would shine in the booth 
The fluorescent adolescents homie that's my truth
I'm really living that, fluorescent like a HD screen
I'mma show you all, just what I mean

I said I'm tripping y'all I'm crazy I deliver insane flows
I'm spitting more colors than a mafuckin' rainbow
Yeah I grip the M.I.C. and rock your soul
Go to the end of the rainbow and cop the pot of gold

I'm getting shine now, from here to Lebanon
I cop the pot of gold like a Leprechaun
Do what I feel, y'all know that I'm ready to spark
And like a rainbow I'mma make her whole back arc

H-Mack all up in it y'all know I'm a better dude,
Sippin' beers all up at the pub called Weatherspoons 
Yeah, say the word a little louder
So I can hear it I'mma make you prouder ...

- - "PEPSI" - -

Uh, they love me
Harry Mack celebrating with the bubbly
You wanna know the greatest rapper hold up let's see
I'm classic like Coke and I bubble like Pepsi

Yeah, y'all know I'm really on a mission
Like Coke to Pepsi these rappers my competition
Doing what I'm feeling, I'm the microphone controller
And the lyrics that I'm kickin be more sweeter than the cola

Hit me with another word dog one time ...

- - "VINYL" - -

I'll say it in my rhyme
Every word is final I'm about to crack your spinal
And I'm making head spin 360 like a vinyl

Compared to rappers man my sound much better,
They like a CD I'm like vinyl record 
Yeah I really storm every time I perform
Said my vocal tone like a vinyl record cause it be warm

I’mma hit you too hard, I’m way above average
And y’all know that the Mack ’bout to spit through the static, uh
We in the Matrix, I’m proving it soon
I can bend it with my mind, ’cause there is no spoon

Uh, I got the free flow, hold up, here we go
They be sayin’ Harry Mack the one, Neo
Uh ayo, y’all know that I’m too ill, I’mma go deep
Take both the red and blue pill

Yeah, ayo y’all know I’m who they lovin’
Kinda like that adapter, I’m stayin’ plugged in
Harry Mack, I’m really doin’ it large
Don’t need no adapter, but you know I stay so charged

Yeah, uh they be understandin’ my raps
I’m goin’ over your head, like a champion hat
I’m the illest when I spit it, they can’t fuck with that
In love with that, peace my man in the bucket hat

Yeah, I be the rap-smith, I’m sharper than cactus
I see the wall behind you, dawg, you reppin’ the Atlas
Uh, ayo I do what I feel, so pay the cost
My brain more advanced than a fuckin Apple Watch

Yeah, I’m flowin’ divine, I showin’ my shine
Yeah, me and the beats combine, I’m knowin’ the time
Believe it, tear rappers to pieces, y’all know I’m bigger
My man’s holdin’ up a hilarious action figure

Yeh, I’m about to grip up on the Mic, then I bust fast
Just like that action figure, I’ll be growin’ my moustache
Yeh, peace to my homie who be holdin’ up objects
They askin’, “Harry Mack, how come you ain’t a god yet?”

Well listen I’m all up on you, smokin’ a room with Marijuana
Turnin’ it into a sauna, kinda’ like energy drink, yo I’mma Monster 
Yeah, I’m really a savage when I be spittin’, I’m wakin’ you up
A lot of these rappers they be steppin’, they faker than fuck

So peace to my man, man you know I’m ’bout to rip it, he be 
Noddin’ his head ’cause my flow is so exquisite
Yeh, ayo I bring y’all back to the essence
Yo that wine glass is full circle ’cause it’s fluorescent

Uh, it’s Harry Mack, y’all know I’m like none other
Fluorescent because it got the rainbow colors
Yeah, it’s Mack gettin’ busy in the booth
Yo, shouts out to my man, thanks so much for gettin’ loose, like that

Yo I’m fly homes, plugged in like an iPhone
I’mma let ’em all know, hard to find like Waldo
Uh, I’mma see direct to the horizon, shine like rainbows
Stay connected just like Verizon

Mack!

Omegle Bars Episode 1 – Clip 2

Cats, Shoes, Football

FREESTYLE:

Uh, yeah, I be makin’ MC's stand back
Scratch across they face like a ma’fuckin cat
Straight to the nearest Mic, I’m ‘bout to beeline
Yeah, meowin’ over tracks like a feline

Check how we do this, yes I’m a beast
Uh, yo I’mma cat, so I don’t need no leash
Uh, but where my dogs at? Y’all must’ve forgot that
I be improvisin’ off the top, with the raw raps

Yeah, yo you know I love to spit and rock
Other rappers are shitty just like a litter box
H-Mack, man you know I got the freestyles
’Till I’m senile, now the women ’bout to meow, at me

But we ain’t got no time for cat calls
I’m improvisin’ live when I’m kickin’ my raps y’all
Doin’ it for you, I’m never gone lose
I’m earnin’ stripes like Adidas, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout shoes

Matter fact, I get the check like Nike’s the brand
Uh, Mack kill the game, it’s unlikely my man
And then I turn on ’em, show ’em just how I bust
Yeah, in Harry Mack, y’all a better trust

It’s for the consumers, yeah, kids call me the boomer
But still I’m leapin’ off the kicks like the brand of the Puma
Uh, next-level movement, I’mma bring a strong verse
I’mma all-star like some mother fuckin’ Converse

Yeah, ayo, you gone die
Rappers really trippin’ kinda like they shoes untied
Yeah, the way I do it, I’m too dope with flows
From here to Kosovo, don’t rock no open toes, nah

I rock the steel toes, kickin’ it hard, I’m rippin’ the bars
for certain I don’t need no facade
I’m really out here, yeah, y’all know I’m absurd
Okay, I did the first and the second, what’s the last word?

I kinda forgot, I’m gonna have to bring that back
What was the third word that you wanted in my raps? ...

- - “Football” - -

Oh yeah, it’s all good y’all
How could I forget yo, it’s fuckin’ football
The American sport, I spit it with real soul
Scorin’ the touchdown, then hittin’ the field goal

Never gettin’ tackled, y’all know what I mean
Ay yo, we ’bout to win the championship with the team
Yeah, ‘bout to get the trophy in a major way
When I’m done, they ‘bout to splash me with the Gatorade

The way that I’m doin’ it right off the top, yo I’m gettin’ the stack
She got the hoodie on with the orange mixed with the black
Yeah, Mack comin’ through plus it got stripes on the mother fuckin’ anklets
Harry Mack, you know I’m ’bout to bang this

It’s not called a anklet, it’s called a cuff
But now, she’s fuckin’ with it, she threw her hood up
Uh, ay yo, I be gettin’ down, this MC’s strong
I dig the hoodie with the orange and the neon

Yeah, I’m about to freak ’em with the rhymes, I shine
Just like the light that’s steady peekin’ through your blinds

Let’s go

Omegle Bars Episode 1 – Clip 3

Clowns, Guitars, Roast Me

FREESTYLE:

Freestyle lyrics, I’m up for the task
I hopped in the room, then I said, “Dude nice mask”
Uh, he said, “You think it’s a mask? This my skin”
That was an awkward note on which to begin

I’ll admit, my bad, but now we gon’ end
The negativity ’cause really, I ain’t mean to offend
Yeah, I’m tryin’ to be cool when up in this place
And I’m sorry, thought it was a mask when it’s your face

Listen, ay yo, check out what they do to me
He said, “My face, looks like this, ’cause of puberty”
Man it happens, you done went through a lot
But listen, I’m about to do somethin’ to hit the spot

I said I'm on another level every time it goes down
Peace to all of my guitarists, who be dressin’ like clowns
Man, I’m doin’ what I’m feelin’, all my lyrics is reckless
I’m shinin’ kinda like my dude, rockin’ the necklace

Yeah, it’s like this, I’mma make him aware
Okay, that’s your real face, but is that your real hair
Let me know right now, I’mma hold it closely
He said, “I ain’t got a topic homie, just roast me”

Well, I’m 'bout to do it, you know I’m kickin’ the fluid, you know I see far 
Peace to my homie, rockin’ the mask and rockin’ the hair with the guitar
Come off the top when I spit this, lettin’ the people just witness
When I be rhymin’, you know I expose them, like the door in the back, I’m open

Harry Mack comin’ off of the top now
Every time I improvise with the hot style
And I do it just for my peeps
Every time I rhyme man, I do go deep

Yeah, I’m about to make a mother fuckin' head hurt
Peace out to my homie in the mask, in the red shirt

Omegle Bars Episode 1 – Clip 4

Pussy, Antidisestablishmentarianism, Wall

FREESTYLE:

When it comes to raw lyrics, I be pressin’ a threat
My flow is like some pussy ’cause you know it stay wet
Yeh, Mack with the bars that they gotta recite
In fact rhymes, like virgin pussy ’cause they way too tight

Uh, come up off the tip, I’m the freshest rhymer
When I’m done rapping, hop up in some vagina
Mack up all up on it, I’mma make it aware
They never callin’ me a pussy, ’cause I never been scared

No fear, I’mma spit the rhymes you can hear
Every time I drop my bars, man they soundin’ too clear
Yeah, Mack the type of rapper that’ll bury your vision
Anti-disestablishmentarianism

Uh, y’all know I’m lyrically the strongest nerd
It ain’t hard, for me to use the longest word
Yeh ay yo, 'yall just don’t get it, I rap, Uh
Probably figured you would trick me with that

But yo I’m still here, and I’m fully evolved
Graffiti artist I’ll be writin’ rhymes on the wall
Matter fact, I’m on some amazing shit
They couldn’t stop me with a wall that was made of bricks

Let’s get it, Harry Mack, higher sober for y’all
Lyrically, I’m hoppin’ over the wall
Yeah, I be sayin’ peace to all my supporters
They tryna build a wall at the ma'fuckin border

Fuck that, I’m not with it, we about to pass through
If you outta' line, step to Mack, I’mma smash you
Yeah, I got the bars that’s sure to enrich them
Wonderin’, if they were conceived in a kitchen

Yeah, it could’ve happened y’all I’m on the wilder scene
I think, my parents, got freaky, on Halloween
Yeah, ay yo you know I’m ’bout to rip the beat
They were in the sheets, together yellin’ out “trick or treat!”

Harry Mack, yo I’m on another level
When it comes to bars, dawg I’m never gonna' settle
Freestyle lyrics, I’mma bust it my man
Yeah, I do my rhymes, do it just for the fans

It’s like that!

Omegle Bars Episode 1 – Clip 5

My Average Day, Didgeridoo

FREESTYLE:

Peace to my homie, who's starting to dance
Ask him where he's at, he said out in France
I just be out here, I work in the kitchen
Every time I flow, you know I'm enriching

Your whole vibe, check how I’m stylin’
When I start kickin’ bars, he starts smiling
Everything that I do, on point 
Peace to my homie who be blazing the joint

Yeah, you know that I'm doper than fuck
Treat the mic like a joint, then I'm smokin’ it up
Matter fact I perfumed the whole room
Harry Mack ‘bout to get you high like the boom

Uh, I be holy like an apostle 
He's breathin' in the joint blowing smoke through his nostril
Yeah, all of my lyrics are colossal, uh

You know that I'm 'bout to go and grab it
When I'm on it I'm an addict 
I'll be puffin' on the reefer 
I'm about to turn, a sceptic to a believer

Yeah, you know I really go hard 
Grab on the Mic and I'm leaving them scarred 
Yeah, you know I spit to your ears
Now with the joint he'd be grippin' his beer

When I be rhyming I'm going full throttle
He just be sippin' the beer out the bottle 
Uh, I'm about to spit it for you
Making weird sounds like a Didgeridoo
 
Harry Mack, hockin' crazy phlegm 
It’s like an instrument from an Alien

Yeah, check out the flow I'm achieving
I should just practice some circular breathin'
That shit would really be pain, relieving
Yeah I'm about to squeeze all my steeze in, uh

Squeezin' my steelo into the track when I rhyme like this, uh
Shout to my man cause he's rollin' the joint now he’s ‘bout to get lit, uh
Check out the way that I grab it I'm steady performin'
I said, "what's up with your, average day?", he said "I wake early in morning"

Then I'll be puffing my joint, I wake and I bake,
And then I go to work I don't make mistakes
I'm all in the kitchen, you know what I do, yes
I'm getting down as a sous chef

I asked him "what's the cuisine?"
He looked at me like, "the fuck do you mean?"
It's just the standard cuisine out in France
I'm like aight cool dog, I see your stance, uh 

Then on his break, smoke's another one, ah
Harry Mack, flowing undercover son

Yeah, you know that I like-ly rap, and I might just snap
For my homie who be rockin', the Nike hat
While he's blowin' out smoke
Tryna’ to tell him with the lyrics man I've never been a joke 

I just be doin' what I'm feelin' representing for my people
And you know my flow is lethal while I'm rockin' on Omegle
And I do it on the internet, you know I'll be a bigger threat
I'm about to kill ya, like your lungs from the cigarettes

Huh, Harry Mack they standin' there 
Now my man throwin' his hands in the air
Matter of fact, when I rap with ease
He gets so excited, that he slaps his knees

Huh, you know that there's no replacin' me man
Now he's got his face in his hand
Saying "Oh man", they really can't believe it
I do my freestyle, they ask me what's the secrets

I told em it ain't nothin', no love for those that's judging 
Shouts out to my man, I feel connected like we cousins 

What's good?