Omegle Bars Episode 65 – Clip 1

Platypus, Cleanser, Eternal

FREESTYLE:

Comin' off the top and I'm spittin' that heat
He's like, "You gotta rhyme over one o' my beats!"
I'm like, "No doubt, man, we 'bout to get loose!"
I was like, "Oh, you make beats, homie? You produce?"

He was like, "Yeah, you know I got the fire!"
I need three words just to get inspired
H-Mack, I'm about to keep it true
He was like, "Naw, wait a minute, I'mma rap for you!"

uh, we about to flip it in reverse
So much passion, my heart really hurts
H-Mack, y'all know that I really be a boss
Soon as the beat drops, I be fully goin' off

uh, lyrics from the heart, I'mma gladly push
I'm a animal, platypus
H-Mack, when I rhyme, man, I really get ill
Like a platypus mouth, I be gettin' to the bills

Yeah, gettin' to the money
uh, I live where every day, it be sunny
When it come to lyrics, man, I never been a dummy
uh, H-Mack really 'bout to kill this shit

I'm 'bout to make you feel this shit, I'm real with this
Whenever I be on it, man, I'm 'bout to leave a rhyme uncensored
uh, y'all know whenever I be all up on the scene, keep it clean like I came through with the cleanser
Yeah, H-Mack, man, I get it done

uh, heart and soul where I spit it from
Yeah, and my lyrics be the mean type
Spray a bit o' cleanser, then hit you with the screen wipe
What I mean to say is they talk it, I live it

Hit the screen wipe 'cos I'm always comin' through vivid
H-Mack with the HD cam
Whenever I be comin' off the top, I'm 'bout to slam
Yeah, y'all know I'm 'bout to spit it clean, my whole demeanor is somethin' like soap

Back in the game just to fill 'em up with hope
Preachin' on the microphone, I'm somethin' like the pope
Yeah, y'all know I be the illest freer
First word he threw was onomatopoeia

I was like, "I'd love to do it for you, boy...
...But the problem is, yo, I did that one before!"
H-Mack, yo, I'm really 'bout to slam
Onomatopoeia 'cos my flow boom, bam

I expand, I be comin' through and makin' noise
H-Mack rockin' for the girls and the boys
And the whole entire team and the whole entire squad
When it comes to kickin' lyrics, people know that I'm a god

Yeah, they like, "Hold up, wait a minute..." 'cos they seen me
Shouts to these dudes matchin' in the beanies
H-Mack, man, I'm really 'bout to smash this
Dude in the back, he be rockin' with the glasses

H-Mack comin' through with the freshness
Ain't a livin' rapper on the planet who could test this
Rhymin' off suggestions, y'all know I'mma burn you
Every time I grab the mic, you know I'm 'bout to murk you

Back in the day, yo, we used to smoke purple
Nowadays, every rhyme I kick is eternal
Yeah, I always been the shit
When I rhyme, yo, my verses are infinite

And I do it off the top without no façade
I used his word; he said, "Oh, my god!"
Yo, this dude is way too real, way too ill every time that I spill
Ready to build, I'm all up in it

When it come to lyrics, I'm too infinite
I never been timid, I step up to the podium, I'm goin' in
I'm showin' them exactly what I'm all about
It's Harry Mack, I stay up on my rhymin' route

It's all about the timin', now I'm comin' with the rhythm
I'm makin' you listen, I'm showin' my vision
I got you all nodding, I do this often
Keep on rockin' 'til I'm up in the coffin

Yo, can't nobody out there really do what I do
The homie with the beanie and the braids yellin' out, "Wooo!"
H-Mack, man, I make it understood
Over top the beanie, you even got a hood

H-Mack, y'all know I be the rhyme sayer
Beanie and a hood, man, my rhyme got layers
H-Mack, man, it's off the top
Check out the way that the kid can rock

uh, when I spit, I be makin' y'all laugh now
From the front to that towel up in the background
Yeah, and I'm livin' my dream
Right behind this dude, I can see the screen

H-Mack, when I rhyme, I make it look easy
Soon you 'bout to see me all up on your TV
Yeah, I'mma make it known, H-Mack, man, I came to get busy
When I first pop up, they like, "Yo, who is he?"

Now I make they heads spin 'round 'til they dizzy
Got 'em turnin', pointin' to the TV like, "Did he say that?...
...Is he really off-top with all his raps?"
Yeah, I know it's unbelievable

I said the level that I'm on is inconceivable
uh, y'all know I come through properly
Yeah, y'all know I'm throwin' down now
uh, peace to the homie in the chat who just blessed me with the name for his SoundCloud

I'mma have to go and peep your beats now
H-Mack gettin' busy with the freestyle
Every time he's rhymin', they be knowin' he's wild
I'm about to hold this shit down 'til I'm senile

uh, I surround you soon
Ain't another motherfucker who could clown the dude
And y'all know I be shinin' bright, kinda like the colorful lights
That's flashin' all around your room

uh, H-Mack, I got hella frees
I be shinin' bright like the LEDs
Yeah, I be gettin' busy in the circle
From red to the orange to the blue, green, purple

Every different color, it all combines
When I spit, I be teachin' y'all the art of rhyme
I said, "Are these rappers on my level? I be thinkin' hardly!"
Turn on the colorful lights, let's start the party
What!

Omegle Bars Episode 65 – Clip 2

Badonkadonk, Daddy, Strawberry

FREESTYLE:

uh, y'all know I'm comin' in strong, fly over heads just to bomb the song
Every time that I rap off the dome, the people start shakin' badonkadonk
Ay, I got your whole body movin'
Ay, I got your whole mood improvin'

Ay, all o' my fans steady groovin'
Ay, they know my voice is so soothin'
Yeah, off o' the top I'mma push 'em
They was too loud, so their friend was shushin'

Like, "Guys, please be quiet!"
uh, "He's about to go and start a riot!"
uh, comin' off the top, no complainin'
You wanna go out but it just started rainin'

uh, we about to keep it movin'
Whenever I be rhymin', maneuver hella smooth in-
Side o' the instrumental, my voice is influential
I don't use a pen or pencil, I don't never trace a stencil

I'm about to go and get it; will I kill the track? Gladly!
I got gray hair, so they be callin' me Daddy
H-Mack, man, I'm really 'bout to slaughter
Feel like Darth Vader 'cos Mack is your father

uh, and I never been a jive talker
I be up there in the clouds like Skywalker
uh, I be gettin' it done, they goin' mad
I do it with no pen and no pad

Unrehearsed every time that I disperse
I'm about to birth a verse, so they be callin' me Dad
uh, H-Mack, y'all know what I'm 'bout
I'mma kill it each and every time that I'm up on my route

When I spit it off the top, I do it without no flaw, very
Much 'cos I'm raw, Harry is like a strawberry
I'mma get loose when I produce juice
Yeah, they couldn't hang if they was in a noose

uh, y'all know I be spittin' with a passion
I dropped strawberry and I got the big reaction
H-Mack, I'm here, y'all know I'm 'bout to bring this
Peace to your friend who doesn't speak English

Yeah, I keep it real, no playin'
'Cos the friend that don't speak English don't know what I'm sayin'
uh, hopefully it still sounds good
Someone can translate and make it understood

H-Mack, comin' off the top, gettin' ill in the zone
Spillin' the poems while you film on the phone
I'm really up on it, I'm keepin' it honest, I be a fun guy
Shout to the friend who only shows one eye

uh, H-Mack, y'all know what I'm doin'
I'm leavin' you and your entire crew up in ruin
Yeah, y'all know it's 'bout to go down
Whenever I'm rhymin', they lovin' the sound

I'm killin' the town, I go pound for pound
The most gritty up in your city
Takin' no pity, I got 'em all dancin'
Your whole vibe, that's what I be enhancin'

Mack comin' through and y'all know I'm 'bout to do work
One is in a white shirt, one is in a blue shirt
H-Mack comin' through and I make it understood much better
Shout to the homie in the Velport sweater

H-Mack callin' anything that I see 'cos my lyrics more clever
They be representin', we on the internet trendin'
Y'all know I'm about to just rock 'til I'm dead
Any time the Mack is spittin' all up off the tip o' this
Y'all know I'm 'bout to have my people noddin' they heads
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 65 – Clip 3

420, Ancient, Telepathic

FREESTYLE:

I'mma get you fucked up like takin' shots o' more Henny
I'mma smoke the microphone like joints when it's 420
I got everything that you need
4:20 on the clock, so we lightin' up some weed

Yeah, y'all know we 'bout to have them trees fuckin' rolled up
Every time I rhyme, they know he's on some cold stuff
Off the head and I'm fly
You got them big shades just to block the red in your eye

H-Mack, I keep on spittin', y'all know I don't front
And when it comes to rhymin', yo, I gotta keep it blunt
I get you pumped up, I'm about to drop the bomb
Said my name is buh-buh, buh-bubblin' somethin' like a bong

H-Mack, I'm comin' through, y'all know I'm 'bout to smash mics
Yeah, I'm that type, get you lifted like that glass pipe
Hold the carb, I go hard, then you breathe a cloud out
Kickin' styles over these tracks just like a roundhouse

uh, y'all know this track is 'bout to get destroyed
But what's up with all these out-o'-pocket little boys?
They all over Omegle, there's no denyin'
How the fuck they call you ugly and they really got you cryin'?

Nah, you not ugly, that word is not suitable
I can see you right now, you lookin' beautiful
Yeah, ayo, I come through with plenty crew
Fuck these little boys, yo, it's 2022

Keep on flexin' and use your brain as a weapon
Crush these little boys that be steppin'
'Cos when they out o' pocket, they foulin' you flagrant
Ayo, I'm channelin' energies that are ancient

Styles, I got a myriad, I got you hearin' this
My rhyme style is based on ancient technology, pyramids
H-Mack, I'm comin' through, y'all know I'm straight-up slayin' them
They gon' pay for him 'cos Harry Mack's a ancient alien

Yeah, alliterations throughout these bitter nations
I be blowin' people's minds with the spit creations
Yeah, I'm exquisite, y'all know my rhyme's deliberate
And it's etched into the walls like hieroglyphics

Beautifully written; who are these dudes even kiddin'?
Every time I get loose with the rhythm, my music is hittin'
Y'all know I'm producin' the vision
Yeah, Mack comin' through with the spittin'

Yeah, never, ever written 'cos it's off the top
uh, y'all know when the mic's plugged in, I often rock
uh, I'mma make it happen when I do this, 420 on to ancient
Now, let me think o' the third word, then I'm engagin'

Hold up, yo, when it comes to rhymes, man, I got this
What was the third word, my bad, yo, I forgot it
["Telepathic!"]
Say it again...

["Telepathic!"]
What?
["Telepathic!"]
Oh, that's right! Oh, that's right! My bad, I was tryna work magic

I was tryin' to remember through your thoughts–telepathic
Yeah, and y'all know I be makin' you proud
I wanted to have the mind connection, not say it out loud
But Mack, I'm comin' through, man, y'all know I do it magically

My tactics be the type that enter your mind telepathically
Yeah, and y'all know when I'm on the mic, I slay it
Telepathic rhymes, I ain't even gotta say shit
Like [?] and you feelin' it

[?] Damn, he's killin' it
I ain't gotta say it out loud when I'm wreckin'
I just [zips lips] and make the mental connection
Telepathic energy, y'all know what we about

Kill the mic whenever I be rockin', no doubt
Yeah, when I started rhymin', yo, you had to stand up
Threw your shades on, then you put both o' your hands up
uh, and y'all know I got the spittin' noise

Just to make sure these little boys straight-up get destroyed
H-Mack, man, I'm way above the average
Like the size of your shades, yo, my freestyle's massive
What!