Omegle Bars Episode 6 – Clip 1

Cypher, Integrity, Weed

FREESTYLE:

I’m ’bout to strike ya, when I rock, they all gettin’ hyper  
I’m known for gettin’ busy when I’m all in the cypher  
Yeah, and you know that I come with that hype sound  
We in the cypher right now passin’ the mic ’round  

Uh, we kickin’ bars and we tradin’ fours  
I be wond’rin’, “Yo, what the fuck they hatin’ for?”  
We ’bout to break it down forever, bullshit, we rise above  
We be all up in the freestyle cypher, we sharin’ the love  

Let’s go, I’ma do this for the art  
I do not read from a script and I do not play a part  
Every bar is from my heart, we be in the cypher boostin’ positivity  
We gettin’ mad creative and we takin’ hella liberties  

Put words together so exquisitely  
I defy the laws of physicality  
Can’t nobody challenge me  
I’m restorin’ balance, G, and ya know that I rap phat  

Peace out to my man ’cos we both turned our hats back  
Yeah, I’m right here and I’m freein’ strong  
I connect from LA out to Vietnam  
C’mon, I’m here to rock ya, my lyrics will shock ya  

He spent all day playin’ football, I mean soccer  
Either way you say it, Harry Mack about to lay it  
Man, the style that I’m usin’, it is not the one to play with  
And skills like this online what you never see  

I’m gettin’ fame but keepin’ my integrity  
’Cos I won’t let this corny-ass game rearrange me  
Won’t let this hip hop industry change me  
I won’t let anybody tell me how to act  

I’ma be myself every time I kick a rap  
Peace to Kendrick, peace to J. Cole  
Peace to the ones who really stay soul  
Illmatic when they faithful  

To the way they livin’ and they flow is unforgivin’  
Told you when I’m spittin’, I’ma break you out the mental prison  
Let’s get it, yeah, Mack all up on it, got what you need  
I bring fire, can’t deny I get you higher than weed  

Yeah, I’m lastin’ long, when I’m spittin’, I’m strong  
I get you high like the chron’ that you packed in your bong  
Uh, nothin’ subtle when I bubble, kinda like the chamber  
Yeah, we smokin’ weed, then releasin’ all the anger  

Uh, we don’t need to feel that way right now  
We ’bout to breathe out negativity with this smoke cloud  
I put it down, yeah, your vibe, I go beyond it  
What’s that I’m crumblin’ inside my joint paper? It’s chronic!  

Yeah, I’m so sick, I vomit when I’m in the mix  
Peace to all the fans who be listenin’ to this  
Yeah, and y’all know that I come through with more raps  
I pour that, so shouts out to my homie in the orange hat  

Yeah, you know I’m drippin’ lyrics out my mouth  
Los Angeles and Vietnam up in the house  

Let’s go!

Omegle Bars Episode 6 – Clip 2

Shopping, Swimming, Boxing

FREESTYLE:

I get it started, ain’t no stoppin’ me 
They be coppin’ my styles like a shoppin’ spree 
C’mon, I do it much better than ever before 
They be shoppin’ for lyrics, they bought they style at the store 

Uh, but I’m beyond that, I be rockin’ nonstop 
Rappers sound like they copped they style at a pawn shop 
Second-hand, but me, I be the clever man 
Uh, I come off the top and I forever slam 

I do it like this and y’all know it’s insane, man 
They be shoppin’ for my merch, it’s the name brand 
I’m ’bout to lift it up to show y’all on the screen 
Harry Mack, I’m really out here, I’ma split a rapper’s spleen 

Let’s go, uh, I’m ’bout to do it in a new way 
Speakin’ o’ shoppin’, he be coppin’ F-C-U-K 
I see it on your T-shirt right now, I call it out 
Kickin’ rhymes off the top, that’s what I’m always about 

Now listen, let me break it down, y’all know the Mack is winnin’ 
Got they heads spinnin’, I go deep with rhythm like I’m swimmin’ 
Yeah, I take y’all to school, I’m breakin’ the rules 
I feel like Michael Phelps every time I jump in the pool 

C’mon, this hip hop lyricism game, I be winnin’ that 
I get the gold medal like Michael Phelps when swimmin’ laps 
I’m goin’ back ’n forth, y’all know they impressed 
Spittin’ ’til I’m out o’ breath and like a pool I got the depth 

C’mon, yeah, when I’m arrivin’, I be supplyin’ 
The lyrics that got your eyes bulgin’ like I’m deep sea divin’ 
Goin’ deep in this, y’all know I got the bars they couldn’t measure 
I be swimmin’ so deep, I be feelin’ hella pressure 

Yeah, ayo, right now I’m about to set your year off 
Go so deep when swimmin’, I might even feel my ears pop 
Uh, and I should prob’ly be fearful 
Deep sea divin’, now it’s blood out my earhole 

Uh, I be comin’ real fresh when I be rippin’ this 
Ayo, y’all know that I’m ’bout to scale-tip in this 
Rhythmic shit that I spit, y’all know I never quit 
Harry Mack, you know I be the cleverest 

Now when it be comin’ to lyrics off top o’ the brain 
You know that I’m locked in 
Hoppin’ all up in the ring and now I’m boxin’ 
Even from a distance, I know that they saw me 

I swing in the ring like my name Muhammad Ali 
Yeah, my lyrics never borin’ when I’m scorchin’ 
Matter fact, I grill rappers like I’m George Foreman 
Uh, and you know I get lots o’ love 

I go bare-fist, homie, no boxin’ gloves 
Yeah, uh, yo, with the art I spark 
I said it’s MMA, that’s the mixed martial arts 
I’m goin’ in, yeah, and if you test me 

I’ll hop up in the boxin’ ring like it was UFC 
I’m goin’ off, I’m never soft when I be spittin’ it, I do work 
He got the gray hoodie and his homie got the blue shirt 
Yeah, they love how I control with the rhymes 

They in the UK and I can see they pullin’ the blinds 
Yeah, they never expected I would spit off the head 
I got they jaws droppin’, these homies just sit on the bed 
They steady watchin’, best use caution when I’m on it, I’ma smash it 

Peace my dude watchin’, he be rockin’ the glasses 
Yeah, and you know that I’m ’bout to press a threat 
Funny how y’all both sharin’ one headset 
But I hope you both hear these lyrics up in your ear 

Gotta be the greatest freestyle y’all heard all year 
Let’s go!

Omegle Bars Episode 6 – Clip 3

 Imported, Lurking, Automatic

FREESTYLE:

They wanna use my style, can’t afford it  
Uh, your whole entire flavor been imported  
Uh, y’all know that my lyrics are gigantic  
My vibe been imported from a whole nother planet  

I’m ill, I said I’m shinin’ like the stars  
I am not from Earth, I’m imported here from Mars  
Yeah, yo, he’s gettin’ high right now, he got the munchies  
Imported like it came from different country  

I’m on another plane doin’ more lyrics right off the brain  
Uh, first he rolled up the blunt then he hit the tip o’ that with the flame  
I come off o’ the tip when I spit like this, they gon’ understand  
When it be comin’ to lyrics, yo, all o’ these rappers got underhand  

Come again, let me think, I’m about to push ’em right to the brink  
When it comes to lyrics, I’ma make y’all sink  
Harry Mack, you know that I do it like that  
I be spewin’ quite phat and I’m on another level, you know I’ma kill it for certain  

All o’ these rappers, they watch from a distance  
I guess all these haters are lurkin’  
Yeah, you know I say what I say, I grab it, I’m ready to snap  
They be lurkin’ like they watchin’ on Twitch but not sayin’ shit in my chat  

Uh, I’m about to break it down ’cos I be the number-one performer  
Tried to warn ya, uh, rappers, they be creepin’, lurkin’ in the corner  
Comin’ around tryna see me make it look easy  
I be off the top with the motherfuckin’ freestee  

Uh, lyrics, you know I got plenty  
Shout to the homie “blackshepherd420”  
Uh, you know I gotta go follow  
Uh, all o’ these rappers is hollow  

Uh, you know I blast off the planet  
Uh, I’m feelin’ just like Apollo  
Uh, and I spit through the static  
I react out o’ habit  

When it be comin’ to lyrics  
Y’all know that my brain fully automatic  
Woo, I do what I feel  
All o’ my lyrics be soundin’ too real  

When it come to bars off the top o’ the dome  
People know that I got the appeal  
C’mon, I break it down and I flow off the brain  
These rappers got me cross like what you got on your chain  

Yeah, I tried to tell you, man, I stay in the zone  
Got the earbud in, he said, “I’m on the phone!”  
Uh, ayo, honestly, that shit was mad scary  
Especially when you asked me if my name was Harry  

I’m like, “Hold up, wait a minute, uh, by all indications  
It seems to me like you be hackin’ all my information!”  
Let’s go, uh, I get down, kick it like a roundhouse  
He be trippin’, so he’s liftin’ his fist right up to his mouth  

C’mon, I’ma make ’em understand  
Grip on the mic and I’m ready to slam  
Kinda like the thing you got on the side  
I be spittin’ for all my fans  

Get it? I spit it, y’all know I do it lastin’ long  
Right behind your head I see you got the glass bong  
No one goes beyond me, G  
Plus, you got the black cap with the chronic leaves  

Hey, ayo, I be out here spreadin’ more love  
Like the earrings you be rockin’, Harry Mack is the plug  
Let’s go, I’m off tip and y’all know how I spit  
I tried to tell ’im if I freestyle, this shit is legit  

Let’s go!

Omegle Bars Episode 6 – Clip 4

Sofa, Juice, Octagon

FREESTYLE:

Never no poser, to the greatest I’m comin’ much closer  
When I rap, they relax like on a sofa  
Lyrics out my mouth, y’all know what I’m about  
Stay on my route, I be pushin’ like the cushions on couch  

H-Mack, I put it down, y’all know how I do  
Uh, rappers soft like a couch cushion, it’s true  
But not me ’cos you know I’m ’bout to burn it up  
From the brain, I rearrange like your furniture  

Uh, yeah, pay attention to the words my tongue say  
Movin’ the sofa, I’m increasin’ my feng shui  
Mack all up in it, I be gettin’ loose  
Like the OJ in your glass, all these rappers gettin’ juiced  

Check how I perform, I really tried to warn  
I treat a rapper’s whole brain kinda like a orange  
Then I turn ’em into OJ  
Before I rapped they looked at me and they thought, “No way!”  

Now they see I’m okay  
I’m about to put it down, I’m too hard, out o’ sight  
Like your PJs, I shine through the starry night  
Comin’ off the tip o’ this when I release this  

And similar to your hoodie, I earn stripes like Adidas  
Yeah, I break it down for all o’ y’all, my lyrics seem fly  
On top of her cup there be a little green guy  
I be comin’ off the tip o’ this, believe me  
The lyrics I’m providin’, man, I make this shit sound easy  

Let’s go, I come off the top, never be stoppin’  
Ya know that I’m rockin’ on  
Uh, never gon’ stop even in front of a red octagon  
Yeah, y’all know I’m increasin’ the great vibes  

Octagon, that’s a shape, a-one that has eight sides  
Uh, I break it down, man, y’all know they some wannabes  
Rappers gettin’ bent out o’ shape, no geometry  
Y’all had better honor me  

Eight sides to my individual steelo  
I’ll break ’em down ’cos he goes  
Freestyle is the first side  
And the second side to my mind is the lyrics that I write  

The third side o’ me is the one that feels compassion  
The fourth side is the one focused on rap smashin’  
Fifth side o’ me is the one that stays indoors  
The one that doesn’t wanna be with people anymore  

But yo, the sixth side o’ my personality  
Is the one that goes out to party and can’t nobody challenge me  
Yeah, the seventh side, the one that loves my family  
The eighth side, the one that hates rappers tryna damage me  

So basically while I’m out here rockin’ songs  
I prove to y’all that my brain is the octagon  

Let’s go!