Omegle Bars Episode 68 – Clip 1

War Zone, Flip-Flop, Sprite

FREESTYLE:

Every single time I rap, I be tappin' in somethin' like Morse code
uh, I'm about to take the rap game and I'mma turn it into a war zone
They be out o' they mind if they think that somehow they about to harm me
Yeah, I said I'mma take 'em to war, Harry Mack's a one-man army

Yeah, check out the way that I spit off the mental
If we go to war, well, I gotta be the general
Matter fact, they love it when I send it
So if I'm not the general, I guess I'm the lieutenant

H-Mack, y'all know that I'm ready to scorch
I said I'm flyin' over heads, somethin' like the Air Force
Yeah, I be locked in on the song
F-22, I be droppin' a bomb

'Bout to blow up in the industry
I said I'm really 'bout to make it happen instantly
Yeah, every time I rhyme, they know the verse is absurd
He's still holdin' up a one 'cos it's still the first word

Yeah, H-Mack, I'm flowin' for sure
Enterin' the zone when I'm goin' to war
Yeah, I'm about to herd 'em like cattle
From here to Seattle, I'm winnin' in the battle

uh, but I'm not about war; honestly, man, I'm more about peace
Man, I'm more about usin' this music for therapy when I release
Yeah, I'm about to heal your pain
I spill the flames, you know I be the realest in game

It's H-Mack, I came through to get busy
Whenever I be rhymin', I'm about to leave you dizzy
I'mma make it happen, I be representin' hip hop
Y'all know we be blowin' with videos on TikTok

Every time I'm spittin' off the top, I gotta get props
Rappers gettin' cold feet like they wearin' flip-flops
Yeah, all my lyrics off the handle; uh, y'all know I'm really 'bout to drop this
uh, rappers, they be wearin' sandals; uh, 'cos I be comin' through with the hot shit

Yeah, y'all know I stay out o' reach
Grab on the mic and I'm ready to teach
I take my sneakers off, switch 'em to flip-flops
'Cos I'm in LA so I stay at the beach

Yeah, I got the sand all up in my toes
I be the man when kickin' these flows
Don't give a damn 'bout all o' my foes
My mental expands, I'm ready to blow

uh, y'all know how I'm feelin', man
Got your head spinnin' kinda like your fuckin' ceilin' fan
H-Mack, y'all know that I spit it from the heart
To the side on the wall, you got the board for darts

H-Mack, you know I'm about to hit the bull's-eye
Whenever I'm spittin', man, you know it's fully fly
This woolly guy, this Harry cat is 'bout to make 'em all react
The illest off top, they call 'im that, yo, the game 'bout to call me back

'Cos when I'm spittin', never faulty, Mack is keepin' this real
uh, y'all know my flow is not fast food, this here isn't no kids' meal
I break it down for my people, my lyrics is lethal, y'all know that I'm tight
Ain't nothin' subtle, these rappers in trouble, my name 'bout to bubble like shakin' up Sprite

Yeah, and y'all know I'm 'bout to pounce, kid
Got the Sprite in the bottle, twenty ounces
Yeah, and y'all know my flow is chosen
Couldn't see your reaction 'cos you was frozen

H-Mack, I'mma slay this verse
Shouts out to Sprite, I obey my thirst
Right now, I be thirsty for the lyrics
Every time I'm kickin' rhymes, man, I make the people hear it

Y'all know that I be the flow controller
If it wasn't Sprite, I guess it was Coca-Cola
What I mean to say is I truly work magic
If I'm not obeyin' my thirst, I keep it classic

H-Mack, I be comin' through, y'all know I'm astoundin'
I last forever like soda out the fountain
Y'all know I'm comin' through to hit ya
Every time I'm rappin', I'm about to paint a picture

And I got the lyrical bars the people couldn't measure
Word to Sprite in the bottle 'cos my contents under pressure
I'm explodin' when I go in
I be frozen, I been chosen

Just to show them how to get 'em all open
Y'all know I'm dope when-
Ever I bring it, I fling it off the tip o' the tongue
When it be comin' to kickin' these lyrics, I be gettin' it done

Homie, I be makin' it happen, they say, "Oh, my god!"
Every time they be rhymin', it's a flow façade
Never been real; I be colder than steel when I give you the deal
Harry Mack, I come right off o' the tip

When I'm ready to rip and I'm never gon' slip
I'mma do this, no one's like me
Shout to my homie who be chillin' in the white T
Yeah, and y'all know I get free

He be watchin' me with his elbow on his knee
And his hand like this all up under his chin
They like, "Is this dude about to bring the thunder again?"
uh, y'all know that all my words are rare

Shout my homie in the glasses with the curly hair
Yeah, I'mma make you stand up out o' your chair
Every time I kick my lyric, yo, it's 'bout to be rare
Yeah, I do work, and I'm 'bout to spew verse

After verse for homie who be chillin' in the patterned blue shirt
Yeah, I be gettin' loose with these reports
I be spittin' sunshine so they both wearin' shorts
Yeah, gotta cool it down whenever I bring it

To every syllable, they all be clingin'
I know that they lovin' the thunder, they diggin'
The energy Harry just brung ya
Yeah, we out here rappin' just for fun

Every time I'm rhymin', I be shinin' like the sun
Y'all know I couldn't be diminished
But right now, my flow is finished
This the very moment where my shit is done
What!

Omegle Bars Episode 68 – Clip 2

Champagne, Flannel, 2Pac

FREESTYLE:

Kill it every time I spill, that's the way I run my campaign
It's a celebration, so we pullin' out the champagne
Yeah, I'm the bomb, buryin' songs
I'm top shelf, like we orderin' that Dom Pérignon

Yeah, y'all know that I'm droppin' all them lyrical reports
Pull the champagne out the fridge and pop that cork
Yeah, y'all know when I'm rhymin', man, I ain't never stoppin'
And I'm somethin' like a champagne bottle, I get shit poppin'

Heh, rappers find my freestyles troublin'
Like champagne, man, my name really bubblin'
Yeah, y'all know that I never been a punk
I got what you want, I hit you with that champagne drunk

I got you bubbly indeed, it's no struggle for me
To grab the mic and get you lifted like you puffin' some trees
Yeah, Mack, I'm comin' through and I'm spittin' it hype
I said my lyrics cold, like champagne delivered on ice

uh, pull it out the ice bucket, I'mma face the challenge
I be in the game just to reinstate balance
Yeah, I'mma make it happen, I'mma leave the game dismantled
And my home city is Portland, and we famous for the flannels

Heh, when I'm spittin', I'mma make you go mad
When I'm rappin', I deliver patterns just like some plaid
I'mma break it down for y'all, they gonna remember him
I'm heavy, kinda like the weight o' flannels made by Pendleton

Do the research, this is rap rebirth
Turn my volume up 'cos I'm about to be heard
All across the planet, they gon' know the name
They recognize when I spit it, dawg, the flow's insane

Yeah, doin' this for all my people when I be lockin' in here on Omegle, I leave you floored
Rappin' for everybody whenever they feelin' too bored
I'm 'bout to lift 'em up, 'bout all these other rappers, we never gon' give a fuck
Winnin' whenever we spittin' right off o' the tip o' this, homie, just picture us

Doin' it, y'all know I'm 'bout to smash this
For the girl combin' in the background and the girl up front with glasses
Yeah, they dig on the way that I'm freestylin'
Every time I'm spittin', I'mma have my people smilin'

I'm doin' this for y'all, I'm fully evolved
Damn, that list o' words, it was one too tall
'Cos it seems—I know it prob'ly sounds absurd
But, yo, it seems as though I forgot the third word

Can you remind me what the third word was supposed to be?
["Tupac."] I'll continue with the free
Yo, honestly, y'all know I came to spit phat
Tupac was the word, how the fuck could I forget that?

uh, 'cos Tupac brought the energy
He'll never be forgotten, he's embedded in our memories
Ayo, the rap game, I'm 'bout to rearrange this
I'm tryna drop classics like Tupac with 'Changes'

Yeah, I spit the livest frees
I feel like Tupac right now—
all eyes on me

Omegle Bars Episode 68 – Clip 3

Superficial, Detrimental, Psychotherapeutic

FREESTYLE:

Unh, y-yuh
Yeah, ay, y-yuh
Check, check, check, check
You gon' feel it when the music hits you

I keep it authentic, never superficial
I'll be honest, some days I make mistakes
See, I'mma keep it honest with you 'cos I never been fake
Yeah, I'm doin' damages out here in the scandalous

City that they all know and call Los Angeles
People say there's superficial people out in Hollywood
But I'm real, representin', told 'em it'll all be good
I keep it honest each and every time I grip the mic

I keep it honest 'cos that's the way that I live my life
Y'all know I will excel on these guys
I'm never superficial, y'all know I be tellin' it live
Tellin' it the way it is, tellin' it the way it was

'Cause the superficial bullshit is what I rise above
Yeah, and y'all know I'mma test your zone
'Cause I'm a real human bein', flesh 'n bone
I be right here in the area, heavy like aircraft carrier

I'mma spit my bars to make the whole world aware o' bruh
Yeah, “He's the illest,” yo, often it's said
That's why when I rock off the head, I got you noddin' your head
Yeah, H-Mack, I'm real, I never been a wack clown

I'mma wave my lyrical tail like cat in the background
Ayo, I'm 'bout to make it happen in a hurry
I see that cat on your dresser even though your background's blurry
Heh, it's Harry Mack, I'm all up on it just to wreck the instrumental

Steppin' incorrect to him could be detrimental
Heh, I need a team, can't do this by myself
Steppin' up to me, that be detrimental to your health
Yeah, I be workin' hard and my flow is so consistent

That me rhymin' is detrimental to your existence
I end a rapper's career, y'all know that it's essential
Man, I like any word that includes the word 'mental'
'Cause I'mma do this off the mental, all up off the mind

I'm gettin' shine, y'all know steadily I'm 'bout to climb
Detrimental to instrumentals and I'm influential
Spread just like a influenza, so they call me influencer
It's Harry Mack, I break it down, I get gold in the zone

Yeah, peace my man who's holdin' his phone
They knowin' my poems is righteous, no one can do it like this
When it be comin' to lyrics right off o' the top, they know I'm the tightest
Yeah, get you the hypest, y'all know why I do this

Each and every day, I be listenin' to music
They say, “Why is it so important to pursue this?”
Well, for me, hip hop is psychotherapeutic
Yeah, y'all know they be feelin' my flames

I spill off the brain, this music shit is healin' my pain
For real, I'm insane, but when I let the beat play
Ayo, it's got me cruisin' like I'm in my car on the freeway
All of a sudden, get rid o' my depression

Swear to god, this music has taught me so many lessons
Yeah, ayo, listen to music, should be tryin' this
'Cause, honestly, for me, it's as good as a psychiatrist
Honestly, for me, it's better than a therapist

I used to feel like I was wack, I was an embarrassment
But now, I play the music and it fills me up with confidence
In my life, it's dominant, that's why my voice is prominent
Yeah, and y'all know it's about to go down

Like that image on your shirt, yo, I need me a crown
Yeah, I blow up and they expect this, I be gettin' reckless
Shout my man with the cap on backwards and wearin' the necklace
Heh, I'm all up on it, I'm controllin' the jam

By the way, what's that orange thing you hold in your hand?
I been tryna figure that out this whole entire session
Whenever I be rhymin', I'm deliverin' the blessin's
Oh, while I'm creatin', there's no debatin', I'm hot as Satan

A lot o' rappers is hatin', smoke the mic like I was vapin'
These rappers hibernatin'; if they step, they violatin'
Ayo, every time I rhyme, I'm like, "Why you hatin'?"
I can't deny they hate him, but I'm out here innovatin'

Penetratin', y'all know I got more rhymes for the demonstratin'
Heh, H-Mack, I'm doin' my thing
If rappers was that orange cloth behind you, they couldn't hang
I'm droppin' my slang forever whenever I'm freestylin'

I got you coverin' up your mouth and straight smilin'
Yeah, I got 'im lovin' the sound
Yo, kill the beat, that's the way this shit fuckin' went down
Let's go!