Omegle Bars Episode 8 – Clip 1

McDonald’s, plate, cheese puff

FREESTYLE:

Ay, most these rappers clowns like Ronald
My flow is addictive like the fries from McDonald's
Unh, yeah, understand what I'm sayin'
Rappers little kids, they at McDonald's in the playpen

Ooh, I come right off the tip 'n improvise
Spit it wise; matter fact, enemies salty like the fries
Can't deny, unh, every time he spits, y'all know he's murder
Harry Mack is stackin' up like a cheeseburger

Ay, let's get it, let me get that number three
Let me make it supersize 'cos I got the truest vibes
Truly live, do or die, every time I grip the mic
Unh, fast food lyricist, I'm 'bout to rip tonight

Ay, break it down for y'all with the live crew
I'm at McDonald's all up in the drive-through
I'm about to pull up, I'm about to get mine
Every time I rhyme, man, you know I'm like a TEC-9

Blastin' off o' the tip, got him coverin' his mouth 'cos he can't believe what I'm sayin'
Unh, when it be comin' to lyrics right off o' the top, I'm not playin'
Unh, rappers, I'ma cut them well
He's so impressed by how I'm spittin', he says, “What the hell!?”

C'mon, you best proceed with caution, dude
He's like, “Hold up, wait, there's other people watchin' you...
...Are you cool with that?”—all my rhymes sound great!
I be eatin' all my enemies direct off the plate

Hold up, so sick I vomit, I'ma make 'em all want it
Matter fact, cos a earthquake like plates tectonic
Unh, Mack all up in it, I'ma take you for a ride
Got the whole planet shakin' like plates when they collide

C'mon, yeah, y'all know that the rhymes I kick are gorgeous
Quick to make, like, all o' my enemies forfeit
He covers his mouth, he falls out o' frame
He knows that the rhymes I kick are insane

Whenever I spit, they know that it's flame
You know that I do this shit right off the brain
Yeah, can't contain, it's comin' out o' me
I'm 'bout to break it down, my fans are proud to see

Unh, when they hear 'im rhyme, they be like, “He's tough!”
I be eatin' rappers like a cheese puff
C'mon, when I do it, I feel prouder
I got they fingers straight-up covered in orange powder

C'mon, ay, open up the bag
Pop another cheese puff, bitch, I got the swag
C'mon, I got just what you need, more tricks up my sleeve
You better believe my chest on puff 'cos I'm gettin' the cheese

Heh, fuck with me, Harry Mack, I'm on another level
When it come to lyrics, y'all know that I never settle
I keep it honest, homie, no façade
I do a rap about the words and he says, “Oh, my god!”

It's like that!

Omegle Bars Episode 8 – Clip 2

Corky, Annabelle, Puppet World

FREESTYLE:

I'm about to let my rhymes unfurl
While I take you all on a trip to Puppet World
C'mon, they ain't really understandin' him
Most of these puppets, they be stiffer than a mannequin

But not these ones I see 'cos they look real live
Unh, I'm 'bout to do a rhyme and take a deep dive
I be comin' off the top every time I report frees
Shouts out to the number-one puppet named Corky

Unh, I just hope you understandin' well
We can't forget about his girl named Annabelle
C'mon, ayo, y'all know that I be the time transcender
And in the background, it's more friends and family members

Yeah, see, up at Puppet World, shit is very drastic
I can see by the poster in the back, they workin' magic
C'mon, and y'all know that Harry's a threat
I be pullin' more strings than a marionette

C'mon, I get down and I be the freshest rapper
Ayo, these other emcees are not a factor
Unh, I know he loves the sound
You can tell 'cos Corky's head is goin' up and down

C'mon, ay, step incorrect, they get hurt
Oh, my god, yo, your neck almost came out of your shirt
Ay, shouts out to Corky, you know that he's so fly
You can tell by suspender straps and the bow tie

Unh, I make it happen, you know I'm never fuckin' up
But plus he got the light blue shirt, which is button-up
I be gettin' down, man, I be off the head so tight
And shout to Annabelle in red and white

And in the background, so many puppets, yo, they threatened
When I kick a lyric, yo, I'm makin' Corky's head spin
C'mon, you know I'm fresh with the style
I'm never foul, make his head spin around like a owl

C'mon, y'all know I flow off the head over beats
Ayo, I love the way the puppets all are red in the cheeks
Ayo, I keep the flows free, industry can't expose me
My rhymes are like your cheeks, Corky, 'cos they be rosy

Believe it, I'm lettin' 'em know the secrets
You know that I'm goin' the deepest
I got the freestyles they couldn't freak with
Unh, yeah, you know that I'm flowin' strong

Shouts to Corky with the hair that's growin' long
Yeah, I really do it big, I'm never gonna fail
Up in Puppet World, yo, I'm sure to prevail
C'mon, they love the way that I lyrically rip

Welcome to Puppet World, I'm 'bout to take y'all on a trip
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 8 – Clip 3

Pepper, keyboard, paint of pants

FREESTYLE:

Guaranteed I'm 'bout to wreck ya, Mack gon' disrespect ya
Lead 'em to the slaughter, flows are hotter than the peppers
Got that insane flow, blast off like a volcano
I told you I be hot like jalapeño

Unh, fly like a sparrow, I'm on the straight 'n narrow
Sharp as arrow; matter fact, I'm hot as habanero
Peppers each time I wreck ya, man, y'all know my shit spicy
These rappers hella lame, so they never entice me

C'mon, I'm the lyrical revolver, the flow evolver
I'm choppin' peppers like I'm makin' some salsa
Let's do it—ayo, you think you CEO? You not, boss!
This is not saliva when I'm spittin', dawg, it's hot sauce

Let's make it happen, man, these rappers sound like assholes
I smash foes, y'all know my saliva is Tabasco
Is that so? Mack comin' through, I'm 'bout to do this!
He pops open the water bottle 'cos I got the fluid

Yeah, I'm up in the shuttle, I'm 'bout to blast off
First it was closed; he grabbed the bottle, now the cap's off
Makes sense, 'cos you know I'm 'bout to spit it off the top
Ayo, when I'm plugged in, I often rock

C'mon, yeah, all these other rappers violated
Sweatin' from all my lyrics, now he's dehydrated
We gon' make it happen, Harry Mack gon' get the reward
They be typin' words on Omegle with the keyboard

Yeah, ayo, I slay 'em with ease
Hold up, different type of keyboard, I be playin' the keys
Yeah, I be playin' chords that's gon' send ya straight to heaven
I be playin' like I'm either Herbie Hancock or Bill Evans

If not that, I might be Red Garland; heh, the Miles Davis Quintet
I'm goin' places where they never been yet
I told you I'ma fuck 'em up, I been a threat
Yeah, yo, these rappers, they can't seem to leave me injured yet

Ooh, lemme just do it, I'm hella rare in my stance
Unh, I be properly fitted in fly pair o' pants
C'mon, ayo, y'all know I'm gettin' vivid with raps
I'm never wearin' khakis, though, 'cos the kid don't slack

Unh, c'mon, I'm out here livin' my dreams
Matter fact, I'm in my denim, music stay in my genes
C'mon, it's in my DNA; yo, hold up, what did he just say?
Got hard flows; this is in the pocket, word to cargo

Pants with the camo, I'm loaded with the ammo
And y'all know that I'm goin' Rambo, flow is off the handle
Heavy like a anvil, lit like a candle, I rep my fam, bro
Kinda like the pics that's on the mantle

C'mon, ay, I break it down with them off-the-head raps
Shout to my man, red hoodie and red cap
Yeah, and you know I love to flex with flows gritty
I be in LA, he's in Mexico City

For my freestyles, there is no replacement
Got fans in amazement while they rock in the basement
Yeah, Harry Mack, I'm known to spit with no plan
He's so obsessed with the lyrics, he does like this with his hands

It's H-Mack!

Omegle Bars Episode 8 – Clip 4

Cheese, leaks, T-shirt

FREESTYLE:

I said the energy shift is like night and day
The beat drops and they start dancin' right away
Uh, I'm 'bout to improvise live with the raw free
And while I spit my lyrics, they be movin' they bodies

Uh, I keep it real, man, I can't even front
I'm kickin' rhymes while the two o' them are passin' the blunt
Yeah, and like the weed that you smoke, I got fire
She be puffin' on the blunt, gettin' higher and higher

Let's go, I got the rhymes they couldn't believe
Y'all, I'm gettin' to the money, I be stackin' my cheese
Yo, it's whatever, I be tough as leather, I be doin' better
Bars they couldn't measure, gettin' paper, stackin' up my cheddar

Uh, I do damage to the track when I harm a song
A lot of rappers, they be salty like Parmesan
Uh, y'all know that they wanna tap my mobile phone
'Cause the feds know I'm gettin' cheese, no Provolone

Yeah, and you know that I been flowin' a while
Rappers Swiss cheese 'cause they got holes in they style
Uh, my name is Harry, my vocals carry
I'm lactose-intolerant, though—can't have dairy

Uh, it's mad sad, I hope my words reach ya
It sucks 'cause I used to be in love with pizza
Now I can't have it, what the doctor said
Uh, check out all the lyrics that I rock off the head

I said it's ill how I speak, I be makin' 'em tweak
Uh, ayo, right up off the tip, lyrics leak
Uh, c'mon, I'm just leakin' how I'm feelin'
I'm revealin', I drip like a leakin' ceilin'

Uh, yeah, you know that I'm really sayin' fuck it
Leak up in my ceilin', I should prob'ly grab a bucket
Uh, I be spittin' flames right now
Uh, it sucks to have a leak when it's rainin' now

Unh, I'ma hold it down forever, I be livin' proof
Unh, yeah, drippin' kinda like a leaky roof
When I'm in it, man, y'all know, I'm about to kick the flow
I'm about to turn Omegle to a motherfuckin' show

Let's go, they said that rap was dead, well, this the rebirth
I got my own name on my fuckin' T-shirt
It's Harry Mack, now they all are understandin'
That's right, I had to flex with my own brandin'

Uh, yo, I kick several rhymes
On your orange T-shirt, you got the medical signs
H-Mack goin' off, I perform for you
Ayo, she's blendin' different colors with the orange and blue

I be comin' off the tip, I brought that off-the-head flair
Peace to my girls on Omegle who got the red hair
Mack all up on it, I'm infinite when I'm spittin'
Man, I do it off the tip o' this, my flow ain't never written

Uh, I get you open; your brain, I'm provokin'
So peep all my notions, they sippin' and smokin'
Uh, y'all know that I'm spreadin' the love
Smokin' the blunt while sippin' the tea out they mugs

Let's go!