Omegle Bars Episode 59 – Clip 1

Puppy, Blue Champagne, Telescope

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah; every time I rap, they go crazy
This one is for a puppy named Daisy
H-Mack, man, I'm spittin' this mean
Gotta be the cutest puppy that I ever seen

Yeah, y'all know that we do it nonstop
When you said the word 'puppy', you was holdin' up a prop
Yeah, y'all know I'mma fry this thing
Hold it out like that scene in "The Lion King"

H-Mack, I make it happen, man, I'm nice with the word
Cute puppy named Daisy growin' with the fur
Yeah, and rappers are about to get devoured
I guess the fur growin' kinda like daisy flowers

Yeah, I'm 'bout to make it happen, y'all know that there's no way to faze me
I'mma keep on rockin' 'til I'm pushin' up daisies
uh, are they on my level? I say hardly!
They throw they hands up, we gon' turn it to a party

uh, I run my campaign
Peace the homie sippin' on the blue champagne
Yeah, y'all know I do what I do
I said, "What is it called?"
He said, "Bro, it's BLUE!"

uh, I'mma burn the mic into embers
The name o' the drink, it be easy to remember
Every time I'm spittin', man, y'all know I'm 'bout to smash
But you drinkin' blue champagne out a wine glass

Yeah, it's mismatched, kinda like these rappers when they flowin' over beats
Man, I'm here to bring the heat
I'm about to make it happen, man, you know I do my thing
I popped the cork, the bottle blew champagne

Yeah, H-Mack, I'm here to represent
Lyrics that I'm kickin' off the top are evident
uh, y'all know I'm 'bout to keep it true
Some people sip champagne when they feel blue

Yeah, they use the alcohol to heal the sadness
When it come to freestyles, Harry Mack the baddest
Comin' right off o' the tip o' the brain, doin' my rhymes in a hurry
Peace to the homie with the hair that is curly

uh, y'all know I'm nice with the flow
When I did the triple time, the girl said, "Whoa!"
Looked to the side, y'all know I'm 'bout to smash this
Much love to the woman chillin' in the glasses

H-Mack, y'all know I'mma bring the words
I spit flames, you gon' need that extinguisher
H-Mack, y'all know I'mma rhyme 'til I'm dead
You about to need the extinguisher behind your head

Yo, the puppy goin' crazy, I got the dogs dancin'
Every time I'm rhymin', I be lyrically enhancin'
Your whole vibe, my flow's live, I'm 'bout to spit it
A lot o' rappers in the game, they 'on't even get it

Yeah, I do what I feel
Lyrics that I kick off the top, man, they truly are real
Okay, we had Daisy the puppy, blue champagne
But I can't remember the third word up in my brain

Please remind me and tell me again
["Telescope!"]
That's right, every time I rhyme, I be hella dope
H-Mack, I be seein' far like a telescope

Yeah, y'all know I'mma rock it pure
I'm droppin' words, you need some binoculars
'Cos the way I do my lyrics, man, it ain't gon' be easy
I'm far from these corny rappers, they can't even see me

What!

Omegle Bars Episode 59 – Clip 2

Phone, Tissue, Banana

FREESTYLE:

Ayo, I stay up in my zone, never been a clone
Can't leave rap alone; wanna get with me, they hit me on the phone
'Cos I'm known for leavin' domes blown with these sweet vocals
Off the top, my lyrics stay connected just like T-Mobile

I go hard, y'all know that I be shinin' like a star
Word to phone with heavy signal 'cos I got a lot o' bars
Yeah, I'm vibin', I'm shinin', like light at the horizon
If not T-Mobile, I guess it's Verizon

Unh, H-Mack, I be livin' in a big zone
My style is throwback, somethin' like a flip phone
Ayo, I'm here for y'all, they can't get with the Mack, Harry
Ayo, they typin' all they verses on a BlackBerry

AKA, rappers usin' outdated technology
But when I'm rhymin', I be rearrangin' all the policies
Your vibe what I'm enhancin', the cypher session what I take a chance in
Finally, yo, I got somebody dancin'

Yeah, I told you I get loose with spittle, I'mma break down rappin' riddles
Everyone should dance like this chick in the middle
Yeah, it's H-Mack, I come with vibes that are infectious
When I'm rhymin', y'all know I be shinin' somethin' like her necklace

I'm doin' me, I said, "Don't worry, I ain't mad at y'all...
...Even though you hangin' in the office durin' basketball!"
H-Mack, I'm 'bout to leave my enemies slain
It's crazy how I need no pen and kick the phlegm off the brain

Yeah, ready for whatever's needed, spittin' 'til I die, fool
I was like, "What's goin' on?"
They like, "We at a high school...
...Football, no, wait, I mean, basketball game...

...But we ain't watchin' right now 'cos that shit's kinda lame...
...Heh, we be in the office, but don't worry, it's not weird...
...We can be up in the office 'cos his mom works here!"
All right, it's cool, y'all will not get in trouble

When it be comin' to kickin' lyrics, I'm doin' all mine on the double
Yeah, I make it happen, I ask rappers what's the issue
I got 'em sheddin' tears, they prob'ly need a tissue
I'm known for breakin' down these lyrics with a mean flex

I said I'm so sick, I should grab a Kleenex
H-Mack, I be flowin' too cold
Sick with my bars like I'm blowin' my nose
I throw it at you, I'm nuts like cashew

I'm about to smash you and mash, dude
I'm about to ah-ah-ah at you
Ayo, I'm sneezin' on the mic
Where's my tissue? I be unbelievable on sight!

Makin' it happen, I'm crazy when rappin' and no one can do what I do
Needin' a box o' tissue 'cos I spread like the flu
Yeah, back up in it to win it, the room scanner
Heh, and now you got the tissue in your hand, bruh

Yeah, H-Mack, when I spit, I don't stop
I said the word 'tissue', then you lifted up the prop
Yeah, you had it ready, I'm droppin' lyrics heavy
I'm sharp as machete, ayo, y'all know my shit is deadly

It's never been petty, I'm droppin' it ill, the room scanner
Ayo, I'm peelin' lyrics off the mind like bananas
Yeah, I'm here for all o' y'all, I'm movin' hella stealth
Like bananas, I be good for your health

Spittin' it truly, my life is a movie, I bubble somethin' like a Jacuzzi
I put the banana up in my smoothie
Yeah, and y'all know I'm here to impress
"'Want a frozen banana?' No, but regular banana later, so, yes!"

That's a Mitch Hedberg joke if you ain't get it
It's H-Mack, I'm bringin' the bars that's too exquisite
Now, you in the middle should prob'ly be my dancer
I need you for my stage show, my vibe will enhance ya

I'm here for everybody listenin' again
Now get back out to the basketball game, I hope y'all win
What!

Omegle Bars Episode 59 – Clip 3

Dildo, Cookies, Pink

FREESTYLE:

I'mma blow your mind with the ill flow
uh, rappers, go 'n fuck yourselves, that's a dildo
uh, and they claim they got them vibrations, but they never shook me
Shinin' bright like pink lights, sweeter than a cookie

Said I'mma blow your mind with the ill flow
Ay, rappers, go 'n fuck yourself, dildo
uh, I be shinin' bright like pink lights, rappers never shook me
Over instrumentals, dawg, I'm sweeter than a cookie

Steppin' to Mack, you the rap violator
I be shakin' speakers, like a vibrator
When I'm off the top, got the flows you enjoy
And I got you feelin' good, somethin' like a sex toy

When I'm all up in it, man, you know that I'm next to blow
My freestyle gets sexual
So tell these emcees hop up off the testicles
I said I'm good for your health like vegetables

I'mma make your head nod
uh, I'mma keep it real, I don't need no façade
Ay, every time I rhyme so easily, call me G-O-D, I'm the god
Ay, I'mma make it happen, I be out here snappin'

When it come to reppin', I be takin' action
Representin' live for my whole damn team
Every time I rap, man, my lyrics sound serene
uh, I'm a real king and I never been a fake lord

uh, all up in the back, leanin' all up in the corner, I can see your skateboard
Ay, all these rappers talkin' shit on my name, I'm like, "Why d'y'all hate for?"
uh, every time that I rhyme, do it take one, never on take four
That's the reason they relate more, I'm 'bout to make it go in

Every time I rhyme, I'm chosen, lyrics so cold I'm frozen
Yeah, when I be doin' my thing, they love what I said
Shout to the homie with hood on they head
Headphones be goin' right over the hood

Still I sound cleaner, that's understood
Ay, blow your mind with these ill flows
Ay, rappers, go 'n fuck yourselves, that's a dildo
Ay, and they claim they got vibrations but they never really shook me

I shine bright just like the pink lights and I'm sweeter than a cookie
Let's go, I got the lyrics they lovin'
I'm fresh like the cookies that come out the oven
I got you all buggin', you know that I'm rockin' it

I'm like the cookies that's loaded with chocolate chips
'Cos I got flavor, I'm bringin' it major
And y'all know I do it right off o' the noodle
uh, y'all know I'm makin' it happen so y'all can go search me all up on Google

Got flavor like a snickerdoodle cookie, Mack, I be in my lane
uh, every time I rhyme like this for the people, I be spittin' 'em flames
Yeah, and y'all know that I came to get ill
When I popped on the screen, he said, "You look chill...

...Damn, you look like a cool-ass dude!"
Thank you, dawg, you lifted up my mood
Yeah, my freestyle's dominant
I appreciate you for the compliment

I'm comin' off top just to make it known
And when I'm rappin', I be enterin' the crazy zone
Yeah, I'm about to have my own TV show
And when I'm rhymin', I be gettin' to the easy dough

Said I'm 'bout to make it happen when I'm rappin', you reactin'
With the head that be movin', I be constantly improvin'
It be soothin' when you hearin' me, you know I clearly be
Comin' up off o' the tip o' this whenever I'm rippin' this

So inconspicuous I be low pro', make you say, "Oh, my gosh!"
When it come to rhymes, I'm the flowin' boss
I got shit they cannot even understand
By comparison, y'all got the underhand

He's like, "Hold up, wait a minute, come again?"
Yeah, said I'mma blow your mind with the ill flows
Ay, rappers, go 'n fuck yourself, that's a dildo
uh, and they claim they got them vibrations, but they never shook me

Shinin' bright like pink light, sweeter than the cookie
Said I'mma blow your mind with these ill flows
Whoa, rappers, go 'n fuck yourselves, that's a dildo
Ay, and they claim they got vibrations, but they never shook me

Shine bright like your pink lights, plus I got flavor like cookies
Let's go!