Omegle Bars Episode 35 – Clip 1

Halifax, Chair, Mango

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah, ah, c'mon
Ay, when it comes to rhymin', I'mma make you panic, bruh
We be connectin' from LA up to Canada
Yes, of course, I'm ready to scorch

Peace to my Canadian homie that's livin' up north
It's Harry Mack, man, yeah, I'mma throw it down
Ay, when it come to rhymin', my name 'bout to go around
I said, I show my face, y'all, no façade

When I be rhymin', now the homie sayin', "Oh, my god!"
Yeah, ayo, I'm glad we connected with each other
Yeah, we livin' life, that's one foot in front the other
Ay, we make it happen, man, y'all know I use this style o' rap

Peace to the city you're from, I'm droppin' Halifax
Heh, H-Mack, they never slippin'
I grab up on the mic and then I be steadily rippin'
Hold up, I said I'm 'bout to be the flow exposer

I rep from LA up to Nova Scotia
Wherever we at, I get clever with raps
I said they couldn't break me down 'cos I'm forever intact
My lyrics rare, make it crack like a snare, I stay lit like a flare

Makin' corny rappers sit in they chairs
Hold up, yeah, H-Mack, movin' with the strong flair
Laid back with the steez like a lawn chair
Yeah, and you know I bring the thunder through

Got you slippin' like I pulled the chair out from under you
H-Mack, on another level, throw they hands up
Opposite o' chairs, when I'm rockin', they gon' stand up
I don't have to plan stuff, open up and bang flows

I get loose, produce more juice than a mango
Ay, H-Mack off the top, you better follow me
I'm about to kill the game and issue no apology
Yeah, and y'all know I rap, I don't sing

'Cos in life, you gotta focus on the one thing
Yeah, it's Harry Mack, you know I'm leavin' 'em shook
Peace to the homie up in Nova Scotia readin' a book
Heh, comin' off the top; in my shine, they baskin'

He's, like, learnin' 'bout doin' one thing, but multitaskin'
It's ironic, my lyrics iconic, I make you want it, he says, "Wow!"
Every time that the Mack'n get the loosest with the style
I'm blowin' your mind when flowin' divine, I'm showin' 'im what I'm about

When it be comin' to lyricism, you know I'mma stay on my route
I spit with the clearest vision and I just clearly hit 'im
Y'all know my spirit's liftin' outta my body 'n shit
I grab on the mic and I'm rockin' the shit

Yeah, come off the tip o' the mental, my flow is essential
No pen, no pencil, I don't need to trace no stencil
Got my own path, I'mma make 'em all feel the wrath
He put his knuckle to his nose, hand behind his head

'Cos he's buggin', can't believe all o' the lyrics that I said
Heh, now I got him laughin' and he's slappin' his knee
Exactly, my G, it's H-Mack'n, rappin' with ease
Spectacular frees pourin' off my mental, I get reckless

I shine in gold, kinda like I was your necklace
Yeah, and y'all know I came to rip the mic
One foot in the front the other, he knows how to live his life
Yeah, ayo, y'all know that these rappers get abolished

Respect you just for readin', you increasin' all your knowledge
Yeah, and when I'm rhymin' over tracks, I'm 'bout to frolic
Yeah, I said I'm flexin' on 'em, dawg, I'm gettin' brolic
This is H-A-double-R-Y-in'

Flyin', over heads, I be in the sky 'n
From here to Halifax, H-Mack gets loose
And everybody love the vibes that my rhymes produce
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 35 – Clip 2

Elephant, Scissors, Face Mask

FREESTYLE:

Unh, yeah, okay, ah, check check
All these rappers are irrelevant
Lyrics that I drop, they be phatter than a elephant
Check the way I bust, ay, you know it's a must

I said my rhymes rare, kinda like a elephant tusk
Unh, find another rapper who be live as me
I got the keys like ebony and ivory
Yeah, comin' off the tip o' this, y'all know we bring the funk

Ay, my lyrics 'bout to spray ya just like a elephant trunk
H-Mack, they lovin' all the lyrics I brung ya
I'm at home in the booth, like elephant in the [tundra]
Yeah, ayo, y'all know I'm swingin' through the safari

Rappers think they on my level but I'm yellin' out, "Hardly!"
I be doin' what I'm feelin' and y'all know we gettin' paid
Rappers get it twisted up kinda like yo' braids
H-Mack, y'all know that I be the rappin' Jesus

Earnin' stripes on the mic kinda like ADIDAS
Yeah, they lovin' all the lyrics that I'm bringin'
I said, "Where you from?"
They said, "We out here in England!"

Ay, I be flingin' bars up off the top o' this
Told you I'm about to last from now 'til the apocalypse
Ay, I paint a picture
Every time I rhyme, y'all know I'm shinin' like a fixture

Yeah, you know I'mma smoke 'em up just like a Swisher
Winnin' at this game like it was rock, paper, scissors
Mack about to hit ya
Hold up, I told ya, yeah, I'm 'bout to push it

Steppin' incorrect to Harry Mack, I turn to butcher
Then I cut ya, then I slice ya, I entice ya when I hitcha with the blade
Ay, when it be comin' to lyrics, we all got it made
Ay, we gettin' majorly paid

Ay, y'all know I'mma hit ya nonstop
Ay, rappers pull out scissors so I'm pullin' out the rock
Ay, I'mma make ya stop, do it swiftly
Over for a rapper in the game that try to diss me

Ay, let's make it happen, they talkin' but I can't take that
Ay, I'm so sick you prolly need a facemask
Ay, y'all know that my lyrics get directed
Right out to my people and they all gon' get affected

Like a facemask, stay protected when you in my presence
Mack gon' hit you all off with the essence
Yeah, y'all know I'm bangin' them for sure
I'm high like the coats that be hangin' on your door

H-Mack, y'all know that my rhymes are hot
I can tell by your clock that it's nine o'clock
They be lookin' at each other like, "Wait, yo, that's amazin'!"
Grip up on the mic and I stay lyrically blazin'

Yeah, yo, I'm infinite with rhymes
It should be right on the dot, looks like it's one minute behind
Adjust your clock so you can get it in tune
If they didn't know, Mack will be spittin' it soon

Heh, I'mma make it clear, we really up in here
They lookin' at the clock; "Wait, wait, this is weird!"
Harry Mack, I'm about to make your speakers boom
They like, "Hold up, yo, is he actually, like, in our room?"

Yo, I'm locked in with the lyrics that are lethal
I had to entertain for all my people on Omegle
I be spazzin' 'cos I'm the man, I just be rappin' for fans
I got the girl in glasses clappin' her hands

It's Harry Mack, you know I drive 'em mad, leavin' rappers sad
Yeah, you know I got patterns, kinda like your shirt with plaid
Ay, doin' what I'm feelin', y'all, we made it forever
Just like your hair on the left, my rhymes is braided together
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 35 – Clip 3

Pineapple, Wall, Blue

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, uh, yeah, okay, ah, yeah
I got the bars they can't compute
Ay, eatin' rappers like pineapple, they some fruit
Ay, come right off the top, y'all know I crush 'em into juice

Ay, anytime I'm rhymin', y'all know Mack is gettin' loose
Ay, check what I produce
I mean produce, 'cos that's what the pineapple be
Yeah, can't nobody really come and rhyme after me

I said I'm spiky, kinda like a pineapple skin
Every time I kick my lyrics, I be ready to win
Yo, let's do it, ay, y'all know that I'm 'bout to come and rock more
Ay, choppin' up the pineapple, makin' pastor

Yeah, for the tacos, y'all know I got the hot flows
Y'all know we get 'em started and there ain't no way to stop those
There ain't a livin' rapper who goes beyond me
Shout to the homie sippin' water out the neon green

I saw the water bottle, no doubt I get easy dough
He said, "I need a recommendation for TV show...
...I just rewatched Brooklyn 99," y'all know that my rhymes prime
When it comes to lyrics, they comparin' me to Einstein

Yeah, they lovin' all the bars I provide
Ay, when it come to spittin', I'mma take you on a ride
Hold up, steppin' to me, you gon' fall
Ay, I'll leave your blood on the wall

Ay, Harry Mack, when I be in it
Ya know that my lyrics is soundin' infinite
Hold up, hang me up on the wall like art
When it come to freestyles, man, I'm way too smart

I'mma do my thing, I don't play no part
Man, I'mma serve you up, like, à la carte
Yeah, yeah, bustin' through the wall
Ay, H-Mack, man, I leave 'em so appalled

Ay, I get loose every time I kick a flow
Homie, he was trippin'; did the bars and he said, "Oh!"
I'mma get up in it when I'm on the mic, I'm doin' what I do
Ay, is that your favorite color? You said blue!

Ay, well, I be blue like a lake, blue like the ocean
Ay, goin' deep with the ill rhyme notion
I'mma leave a rapper's face black 'n blue
They sayin', Mack, my dude, no one comes after you

Ayo, I'm doin' what I have to do, I'm on a different level
You know the kid don't settle, I'm 'bout to spit forever
Ayo, I'm doin' what I must
Man, y'all know that they grippin' on the earphone wire

I'm about to spit some fire, I'mma lift you all up higher off the head
You threw the color blue but your sweatshirt is red
It's Mack, I'm blendin' different colors, y'all know we do plenty work
And when it comes to lyrics, man, y'all know I be all up on first

And then to second, then to third, I'm slidin' into home
Ay, killin' every microphone that I grip when I'm all up in my zone
Ay, doin' what I have to do for the homie who be representin' from the UK
Harry Mack, every time that I kick my lyrics, it'll be a new day

Got you doin' like this with your pointer to your temple
When it comes to lyrics, y'all know I'm anointed off the mental
Ay, H-Mack on a different sphere
I'm about to grip the mic and rip it clear

Ay, I be showin' y'all the way that hip hop should sound
Peace to my homie in the sweatshirt with the hood down
Noddin', I'mma do it often
Every time I rhyme, I bring a brand new concoction

Yeah, you was lookin' for some recommendations to watch on TV
But instead I blew your mind with the freestee, make it look easy
Let's go!