Omegle Bars Episode 34 – Clip 1

King, Tiger, Clout

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yo, yo, yo
Check out the vibes I bring
Ay, love it when I do my thing
Ay, Harry Mack stay in the zone

I be sittin' in the throne, I be feelin' like a king
Ay, y'all know it's 'bout to go down
Everybody really 'bout to fuck with my sound
Yeah, y'all know I live like a king in this piece

I should just be rockin' a crown
Goin' over heads kinda like the gold
When it come to rhymin', I'm about to break the mold
Ay, every time I spit, I'm cold

Flow off the top and my story gets told
Do what I'm feelin' for all o' my people
You said you got lyrics, you better go bring some
I do not live in a house

Ay, I'm in control of a kingdom
I live in a castle and it's got a moat
When it be comin' to lyrics, I'm dope
Rappers, they hear what I'm sayin'

They writin' it down and they takin' them notes
They droppin' them quotes, I'm ready for war
Ay, off o' the top, I be givin' y'all more
747 in the sky, I soar

All these other rappers, they some real eyesores
Mack all up on it, I'm about to keep it honest, and I get loose when I'm in the cypher
Ay, when it come to lyrics off the top o' the mental, I'm earnin' more stripes than a tiger
Yeah, and I kill it when I'm cyphering; people, they lovin' all the hype I bring

Matter fact, I'mma combine the first two words: they gon' binge me like Tiger King
Ay, Mack, I'mma make the connection
Ay, y'all know they feel the affection
Ay, y'all know I got 'em all laughin'

I'm comin' off the top and I'm spittin' with passion
Get on the mic and I never done lost it
I'm Tiger King like I was Joe Exotic
Mack off the the tip o' this, droppin' the character

Come with the lyrics that's sure to embarrass ya
Rapper should prolly back down
Ay, I get loose with the sound
Ay, I kick rhymes for my peeps

Ay, then they 'bout to surround
Heh, they gon' call me a god
Ay, I don't need a façade
Oh, now I understand why you threw the word 'dog'

Yeah, I hear it barkin' all in the back
Y'all now are tuned to the Harry to the Mack
Heh, you know it's 'bout to go down
I hear the dog 'cos it's makin' mad sound

Yeah, y'all know I spit from the soul
When comin' to lyrics, I stay on the roll
I hear it barkin', it's barkin' and yappin' and yappin'
Yo, get that dog under control

Ay, Mack, I'mma hold it down, told you I be in a holy crown
I be the K to the I to the N-G; when it comes to lyrics, I never been friendly
Crushin' these emcees, doin' what I must
Steppin' up to me, you about to get crushed

Stayin' on my route, let 'em know what I'm about
All these other rappers, they gon' do it only for the clout
Yeah, I'mma make your speakers go BOOM!
Ya homie got up and went to the next room

Yeah, y'all know that I'm spiritual
Ay, in the other room, can you hear my flow?
Ay, hopin' we still connected
When I drop the rhymes, you know I'm in effect

H-Mack, man, I'm droppin' more intellect
Yeah, I'm the type o' rapper they can't disrespect
Hey, do what I feel when it's out o' the mouth
Peace to the girl who just chills on the couch

Mack, I be doin' the shit that I want
Grab on the mic and I'm ready to flaunt
Yeah, y'all know I'mma put a rapper in a tomb
She's like, "I just locked my dog in the other freakin' room!"

Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 34 – Clip 2

Cauliflower, Ostentatious, Penguin

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, okay, yeah
From LA to India, we connectin'
Ay, from LA to India, ay, check it
Rappers be hearin' me rhymin', ay; when that shit happens, they always sour

You know I'm good for your health, ay, kinda like eatin' some cauliflower
Mack off the top o' the brain, ay, kickin' the lyrics, you know that they deadly
Eatin' my cauliflower and my broccoli 'cos I'm in love with the veggies
Yeah, I be the best one representin' when I'm live on the scene

Yeah, said I'm in love with my veggies, ay, I be in love with my greens
Ay, gettin' my protein, yeah, gettin', like, all o' my vitamins
I be so dope with the lyrics, the people just thought I was writin' them
Comin' right off o' the top and providin' them, homie, I'm enterin' all in my zone

Yeah, when it be comin' to lyrics, y'all know that I just couldn't leave 'em alone
Yeah, y'all know I be illin', ay, off the top I'm spillin'
Ay, y'all know we organic, got that cauliflower grillin'
Ay, we gon' make it happen, man, I told ya there's no stoppin' me

Compared to me, rappers similar but different, like cauliflower to broccoli
Not quite the same, ay, y'all can't really be in my lane
When it comes to rhymes, I'm insane, I be fillin' it all up with pain
Do what I feel right now and I leave ya in amazement

Comin' with the rhymes, y'all better just embrace this
Yeah, I said, hold up, lemme pull up the dictionary just to look up ostentatious
Yeah, had to get the definition, now I understand how it goes
Ay, every time I'm rhymin' off the top o' the mental, I be gettin' loose with the flows

Yeah, yeah, Harry Mack, yo, what's he all about?
Yeah, he be livin' in that big, ostentatious house
Ay, he be drivin' 'round in that ostentatious car
Yeah, he be always flexin' with them ostentatious bars

Yeah, y'all know I be rappin', kid
I use it as a adjective
I'm pullin' up to break it down
I blow your mind with this sacred sound

Yeah, every time I spit, y'all know that they be actin' up
Ostentatious bars, but the thing is I can back 'em up
Guess that's the difference: when I'm all in they face, man, I got them flinchin'
Ay, rappers couldn't make it in music, now they wear suits like penguins

All in the office, yeah, I couldn't do this, ay, I couldn't hack it
Ay, plenty o' lyrics, you know that I pack it
The track, man, you know I'mma smack it
You know I be shinin' as if I was backlit

I do what I'm feelin', I'm gettin' you high
Ay, rappers is kinda like penguins 'cos they ain't actually fly
Ay, grip on the mic and I spark it
My bars cold like the Arctic

Cold like Antarctica
Grip the mic, then I spark it up
Yeah, even from a distance, Mack about to injure ya
That shit was random, there ain't no penguins out in India

H-Mack, y'all know I be spittin' hella fire
I said, "Homie, how you doin?" He said, "Eh, kinda tired..."
I said, "Bro, can I spit for you?" He said, "Yeah, let's make it happen!"
I said, "Cool," dropped a beat; from that second on, I been steadily rappin'

Yeah, and y'all know I'm seein' through it like a X-Ray
It's 'bout the same time in India but it's the next day?
Mind blown, ayo, live through the computer
Like, how is this man talkin' to me from the future?

It don't make sense, yeah, you know I will entice
Yo, how is shit tomorrow, dawg? I hope it's feelin' nice!
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 34 – Clip 3

Hot Pocket, Chair And Desk, Sunset

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, okay, mm, one one two
Ay, the mic, I do not drop it
Every bar I spit sound hot in the pocket
H-Mack, ayo, I'm makin' people listen

I spit my vision, y'all know that pocket means rhythm
Well, my pocket hot, then, 'cos my rhythm is so dope
Rappers steppin' up to Harry Mack, they ain't got no hope
Ay, and y'all know I maintain, it's us

My mind a hot pocket, my brain is stuffed
Yeah, it's crackin' at the seams
Rappin' for the fiends
When I rhyme, it's ya life I save

Hot like out the microwave
Ayo, I do what I gotta do when I rap live up over tracks
Eatin' rappers like Hot Pockets for a snack
I'm goin' for mine, flowin' divine, 'cos I'm the best

I go to beats like chair go to desk
Ay, I'm really on my level, y'all know I'm berserk
Leave you hurt, I be sittin' at my desk doin' work
Ay, I win with words, I be the wack rapper injurer

He said desk, then chair, that's too similar
I had to combine 'em, I put it in alignment
And like the red lights behind your head, I be shinin'
Yeah, and you know that the Mack has always been live

Bro, why you wearin' sunglasses inside?
H-Mack, I get live in the place
Maybe you got shades on just for hidin' your face
That makes sense, yeah, Internet security

I spit it with the purity, I cut you up like surgery
I'm 'bout to kill it certainly; from LA out to Germany, they knowin'
Comin' right off o' the tip o' the dome, like, every time that I'm flowin'
Nobody's like me, I'm diggin' deep into my psyche

I'm goin' over heads just like your beanie made by Nike
Yeah, I came off the top just to bust fluid
Word to Nike on your beanie 'cos Harry, he just do it
H'eah, I don't ever sleep, I be stayin' on the creep

When it be comin' to rhymes, they know I go deep
I said I'm doin' shit these other rappers haven't done yet
I get musical, my vibes are beautiful like a sunset
uh, I'm here for y'all and you know that my flowin' sounds

Somethin' like a sunset; why? 'Cos it's goin' down!
H-Mack, man, the people really vibin'
I said I'm beautiful like the sun at the horizon
Peep the way we in it, man, I'm 'bout to come with flowin' showers

Matter fact, my picture lookin' perfect like it's golden hour
It's Harry Mack, I be live, emceein'
Yeah, and it's lookin' right like it's 5 p.m.
Hold up, I do this well; for my people, do excel

I'm the illest off the top and I figured you can tell
Yeah, I came through with the vibe
Peace to the homie in the shades and the dude on the side
Yeah, ayo, when I be rhymin', they be sayin' good stuff

He got the sunglasses on and the hood up
Ayo, I be the rapper that is chosen
When you showed your homie on the side, your camera was frozen
But now, we back in effect, I rap and catch wreck whenever I flow

It's Harry Mack, there ain't no tellin' where I'm 'bout to go
Yeah, told ya like the sun, Mack is still shinin'
After sunset when it goes down, y'all know I'm still rhymin'
What's good?!