Omegle Bars Episode 24 – Clip 1

Blanket, Carpenter, Ferris wheel

FREESTYLE:

All these lyrics I provide off the top be the dankest
When I brainstorm, I keep you warm like a blanket
H-Mack all up in the session, I got pull
In fact, I got you cozy like a blanket made o' wool

C'mon, yeah, and I just let my mental run with words
Ay, sealin' in the heat like a comforter
Yeah, never once have they said he's a drag
'Cos I lock the heat into these bars like a sleepin' bag

C'mon, and the people 'bout to thank me
I'm attached to the track like kids attached to they blankie
And y'all know that lyrics, I got several
These lyrics like a child's blankie, they refuse to let it go

Ay, we gon' keep it on through eternity
Ain't a livin' rapper in the world who be burnin' me
H-Mack goin' hard with words
Hard like the wood used by a carpenter

C'mon, I'm amazin' every time I'm blazin'
If you want the real, y'all can go ahead and page him
Hit 'em up, y'all know I'mma make you feel the wrath
I'm the carpenter of lyrics, I always work on my craft

Yeah, and all these other rappers are fools
They sound like bad carpenters that's blamin' they tools
They like, "I ain't got a label, I ain't got a deal!"
Mack's fully independent and still distribute the feels

To my fans 'round the planet, vibe too gigantic
Yeah, I feel the stress and pressure but don't panic
'Cos all I gotta do is tap in with new people
And put smiles on your face while we live up on Omegle

Yeah, y'all know I'm colder than steel, kill it for real
Heads gonna spin just like a Ferris wheel
Ay, I got 'em spinnin' around, y'all know I'm winnin' the crown
Ay, I make you celebrate, off o' the top we gon' elevate

C'mon, every time that I do it, the Mack'n is really goin' hard with flows
Ay, spinnin' like a Ferris wheel all up at the carnival
Yeah, doin' this fo' sho', I live my purpose
I'm quick to make you nervous, no Ferris wheel and no circus

No clown shit is permitted, hope my people get it
Always kept it honest and I never bullshitted
Yeah, these other rappers in the game, they can't do right
By the way, I like the vibe you settin' with that blue light

Harry Mack, I'm callin' it out, I follow my route
I'm never gon' stop, forever I'm hot, I come off the top with the cleverest thoughts
Ay, the smile you showin' me now while you beamin'
That's the same smile I see when I'm dreamin'

Tryna lift my fans up to cloud nine with wild rhymes
Yeah, and y'all know that I'm stayin' divine
Harry Mack, I excite 'em, no trouble
Matter fact, right now, I got you bitin' your knuckle

H-Mack, I put it down for my people, y'all know they so aware
Grow like hair; yeah, that's right, Mack is really goin' there
I kill it with the off-the-head raps
I call out the knuckle, then I got you throwin' your head back

H-Mack, man, I'm all up in it for the rap lovers, no doubt
I make you cover your mouth
The jaw dropper, professional mic rocker, classical skills like opera
I'm the carpenter's blade when I chop ya

Yeah, I'm doin' this for all my people constantly
They didn't know that I could rhyme, but I'm that bomb emcee
I do it off the tip o' the dome, smoke mics like cigarettes
I'm tappin' in with random strangers live on the Internet
Peace!

Omegle Bars Episode 24 – Clip 2

Money, Chess, Music

FREESTYLE:

They be duckin' when I'm runnin' my rhymes
Ay, money the first thing comin' to mind
I got my mind on my money, I be chasin' that
Yeah, I'mma get stacks from these amazin' raps

We about to get the cash, more money in the stash
Ay, when I see the paper, dawg, I'm goin' on the dash
Gotta have it, gotta have it, when I see it, gotta grab it
Ay, I be on Omegle, I'm freestylin', makin' magic

Hold up, ay, I'm the one that make the people frolic
Call it how you call it, fillin' up my wallet
Stuffin' up my pockets 'cos I'm droppin' logic
Gotta get the paper, dawg, I gotta get the profit

Speakin' of the prophet, I'm lookin' to the future
I know I'm gettin' paper from these rhymes on your computer
Mack, I ain't got a cape on, but the man super
Pullin' up on hovercraft scooter

Ready for whatever, I be upgradin' my car
I know I can upgrade finances by upgradin' my bars
So I practice on the daily to get better with the skills
'Cos they ain't gon' give me cheddar 'less I'm clever and I'm ill

Let's go, I be elevatin' on the daily
Ay, when I kick a rhyme, y'all better pay me
Hold up, but this a freestyle so I'm givin' it free
Long as the people down to listen to me

Hold up, comin' right off o' the tip o' the mental
The way that I rip is essential
Y'all know that I'm fluid whenever I grab on the mic, I'mma do it
The lyric, I'm ready to spew it

I come off the top of this, last 'til apocalypse, every time I get down
Ay, Mack, I be comin' off the tip o' the mental when I improvise my sound
Let's go, they know that the Mack is lyrically blessed
I said I'm thinkin' way ahead like I was playin' some chess

What do y'all suggest? Y'all know that I'm always a don!
Said I'm a king in this thing, I ain't never no pawn
Yeah, right to the title I live up, I move diagonal just like a bishop
I'm 'bout to put up a fight, move at a angle like I was a knight

Mack, I'm up in it, you know that the people that's listenin', that's who I flex for
Ay, when I be doin' my lyrics, I'm all on the chessboard
Ay, we makin' moves, y'all know I gotta bring sounds
I'mma do my thing now, you will knock your king down

Time that y'all surrender, I'm the one that y'all remember
Harry Mack, I'm 'bout to burn a corny rapper into embers
Let's go, they gettin' mad at me, we playin' chess, I got the strategy
They cannot beat the Mack, my G, they lackin' the faculties

And that's how it has to be, get ready for savagery
Never be average, we be goin' much higher
Whenever I'm flowin', I'm bringin' the fire, I'm who they admire
Hold up, wait a minute, dawg, let's do this

You didn't know that you'd be hearin' music
That's this fresh, now you impressed, and it's obvious
'Cos norm'lly when these rappers freestyle, it's the sloppiest
I'm truly dope, I'm spittin' music notes

And y'all know I'mma rock, I compose like J. S. Bach
Matter fact, these imitators, man, it seems that they have no heart
Leave 'em frozen, lyrically composin' like I'm Mozart
Yeah, instrumentals, off the top o' the brain, I stay lacin'

Yeah, Harry Mack, you know everything that I say amazin'
Yeah, when it come to lyrical deal-makin', I stay closin'
And y'all know even if I was deaf, I'd stay composin' like Beethoven
Let's go, ay, music 'bout to hit you in your ears

Ay, music is vibration so I never live in fear
I just vibrate with the universe and let 'em violate
I'm about to get your mind straight up to a high state
Yeah, and I'm 'bout to hit you with the ultraviolet

Music is essential, so I never stay in silence
H-Mack, y'all know we be livin' it up
Yo, if you diggin' my music, then get to givin' it up
Like that!

Omegle Bars Episode 24 – Clip 3

Bagel, Yankees, Saxophone

FREESTYLE:

My flow is fatal, disconnected cable of your label
'Cos all your lyrics got holes in the middle like a bagel
H-Mack, I'm off the top, I come through with the mean steez
Best believe me, got more flavor than cream cheese

I'm up in here and I'm spittin' it clear
Rappers flavorless like bagels that ain't got no schmear
H-Mack, I make it happen, man, y'all know I came to rock
Word to salmon on your bagel 'cos I got the shit on lox

Hold up, it's Harry Mack, I'm on another plane lyrically
People tappin' in soon as I start rappin', they hear it's me
Ayo, y'all know that I bless it with ease
I got flavor like the poppy or the sesame seed

Rappers can't really cope, ay, I be clean as soap
Ay, like poppy seed up in your system, I'm too dope
Ay, follow along, swallow your songs so swiftly
There ain't a livin' rapper in the game who could dis me

When I kick these bars, they thank me, y'all know that I bang frees
Off the top and knock it out the park like the Yankees
C'mon, and I be spittin' all these flames
Word to the New York Yankees, I been winnin' every game

C'mon, I'mma rock it in the park
I'mma plug into your sprocket after dark just to knock it out the park

Hold up, wait a minute, man, y'all know that your face exploded
When I started spittin', hit the ball with the bases loaded
Ready for whatever, check out my style
It's like I chipped the ball sideways, my lyrics is foul

H-Mack on another plane, I'mma spit it fly, y'all
I'm about to dive in and catch the fly ball
Wait, comin' right off o' the tip o' this, y'all know my lyrics gon' bash your dome
I'm improvisin' with my vocals like it was a saxophone

H-Mack, I'm kickin' the lyrics that's leavin' your soul slain
Improvisin' all on the saxophone like I was John Coltrane
Yeah, matter fact, we never havin' money problems
'Bout to take a trip to St. Thomas like I'm Sonny Rollins

Namin' all the saxophone legends 'cos I go harder
In fact, my level of skill is like Charlie Parker
C'mon, I'm off the tip, I brought the foul flow
Big lyrics like tenor but I hit like an alto

Saxophone that's screamin' over top o' the chord progression
H-Mack, I drop a gorgeous lesson
Manifestin' when I'm in it, man, y'all know how I do
Like the paintin' behind you with black, red, yellow, blue

Yeah, I see the geometric shapes that I create
I'm 'bout to kill it off the top, homie, and that's no debate
They steppin' to Mack, they knowin' it can't be won
And kinda like red sweater that my homie's wearin' right there, I be a champion

Yeah, they refer to Mack as Mister
Thank you for the feature from your little sister
Mack, I'mma run it forever, my bars are clever
When it comes to lyrics, I got the type they can't measure

Yeah, I'm here to damage ya, never once been a amateur
Shout the homie filmin', iPhone with three cameras
Way too advanced, I got what ya need
I grab on the mic, I make tracks bleed

And every single time that I flow, I'm the lord
These rappers couldn't hang if they was on your bulletin board
It's Harry Mack!

Omegle Bars Episode 24 – Clip 4

Beatbox, Animals, Colors

FREESTYLE:

I rap when the heat drops
Whether over instrumentals or the beatbox
H-Mack, they can tell that I be crushin'
I said I'm improvisin' like it's some vocal percussion

Yeah, and anytime the beat drops, I rock well
Ayo, beatboxin' kinda like Rahzel
Mack all up in it and you know I be proud when it knocks
But, yo, my beat's breakin' out o' the box

Harry Mack on another plane, y'all know I'mma let 'em know
People 'round the planet, man, they really 'bout to sweat the flow
Several different lyrics, I be gettin' hyper
My homie Micah was beatboxin' up in the cypher

Back in middle school, ayo, when I was a little fool
Yeah, when I was first learning to break the rules
Come up with my own sound and my own style
Now I'm on Omegle, got the people goin' wild

C'mon, they can try to dis me but I won't be damaged, though
'Cos I am not a human being, I'm a animal
It's Harry Mack, they can't do what I do
I keep it true, my recordin' studio's at the zoo

H-Mack, got you all in the rage
But I'm a wild animal, I'm breakin' out o' the cage
Yeah, I'm really killin' this, I hope my people feelin' this
I'm workin' diligent, animal all out in the wilderness

I'm here, y'all, and my name is Harry
So to animals like bears, they gon' compare me
C'mon, and y'all know I'mma kill the beat
I feast on 'em like a lion to a wildebeest

Ay, I'm comin' through, homie, say what ya say
Hit your knees and do this, but you're still my prey
H-Mack on another plane, got 'em all fallin' flat
When I kick a rhyme up on Omegle, they gon' holla back

Okay, check it, I'mma leave the beat smothered
Every time I rhyme, I combine many colors
Yeah, and back when we was in the cypher circle
When I was still smokin', I be rollin' up the purple

Yeah, they can't do what I do in this place
Rappers, I'm 'bout to leave 'em black 'n blue in the face
Every time I grab the microphone, y'all know I'm on the scene
Speakin' o' colors, we stackin' up and gettin' to the green

Check it, and y'all know that I'm 'bout to kill it certainly
Hold up, wait, it's gon' be a Code Red emergency
Harry Mack, man, I'm doin' what I gotta do
Steppin' incorrect to Harry Mack, I'm 'bout to slaughter you

Ay, laid back, y'all know I'm the mellow type
Smokin' on the purple 'til I slow down like yellow lights
Hold up, I'm comin' through too swift just to perform
And they said nothing rhymes with orange

But I'm sharp like a thorn, out the cypher you're torn
I been killin' microphones from the day I was born
Yeah, I had to hop up on Omegle just so I could check ya
And wreck ya, I'm improvisin' for music director
Peace!