Omegle Bars Episode 72 – Clip 1

Meniscus, Cardiovascular, Clavicle

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah, we rewritin' all the policies
This a freestyle about biology
I got the three words, so let's do this
This is for my aspirin' biology students
Yeah, we 'bout to elevate our minds

Anytime I spit, they gon' celebrate my rhymes
Yeah, they'll catch on eventually
'Cause when I spit, I leave enemies bent like knees
Yeah, y'all don't get this, I let 'em bear the witness

They bent like knees, I'm talkin' 'bout the meniscus
Anytime I spit off the top, I bring mad heat
Pullin' your meniscus, I'm the rap athlete
But I recover and do it better, no injury

'Cause I'm the one that's known for puttin' words together instantly
I'm rollin' in like infantry, we goin' to war
Never slippin' when I'm rippin', I be flowin' for sure
Yeah, and y'all know I'm doin' crazy well

Leave 'em with torn meniscuses and ACLs
Leave 'em with broken ankles, I got them jukes
Yeah, all these other rappers, they sound kinda cute
But H-Mack, I got the bars that they can't refute

I'm about to get the money, I'mma get that loot
And my flow is on point, new styles gettin' coined
Word to the meniscus 'cos this, here, is the joint
Yeah, H-Mack, the greatest rapper, gotta be that

Never watered down, I only kick the free raps
I'm the illest off the top, y'all better see that
If they steppin' incorrect, I break they kneecaps
And y'all know that's how it has to be

Level in this game o' rappin' free, I got the mastery
Never do it casually, I'm out here causin' casualties, indeed
I got all the lyrics that you need
Unh, y'all know that I master2 words

It's in my heart, in my cardiovascular
Yeah, H-Mack, I'm out here flowin' just for fun
Work my cardio system like I was goin' on a run
Yeah, and y'all know my lyrics always start great

And get better and better while they increase your heart rate
Yeah, you know I'm goin' dumb and I'm the best
I'm 'bout to have your heart straight-up pumpin' out your chest
Ba-bump, ba-bump, it sounds like the beat

H-Mack, I move past all the boundaries of heat
I be doin' what I'm feelin' and I'm nice with the words
Like your picture in the background, I be fly as a bird
Yeah, I change the game, y'all know the reason

Shouts to the birds 'cos online, we tweetin'
We killin' the content, blowin' up like bomb threat
I'mma keep it honest, y'all know that's a promise
No one goes beyond this, rappers talkin' nonsense

I don't wanna hear that
I'mma hit spears to your ears with the clear raps
Y'all know I'mma smash this
For my girl with the earphone and my girl in the glasses

Yeah, y'all know I'm out here doin' my thing
Yeah, when I rhyme, I'mma shine like your ring
I spit with passion, Mack'n takin' action
I'm makin' it happen when I'm spittin', I got y'all laughin'

Unh, they say he's got a magic flow
“Yeah, well, that's Harry Mack'n, bro!...
...Of course the flow's magic, man, that's the way it has to go...
...He might straight-up break your clavicle!”

Yeah, y'all know I'm all in the zone
Break they clavicle and they collar bone
Yeah, they gettin' mad at me, they signal soundin' staticky
This Mack emcee is 'bout to break down human anatomy

I'm showin' y'all each time I flow for y'all, and you know they turn me loud
Y'all know I'mma do you proud
Yeah, and soon, you 'bout to study biology
And when you do, I'm just hopin' you acknowledge me

Like when you win the Nobel Peace Prize
And up to the podium you rise
They'll say, “What made you feel inspired?”
“There was this rapper on Omegle, he was spittin' the fire!”

Yeah, and that's a fact, I hope that y'all remember
'Cause every time I spit, I burn the track into embers
Yeah, y'all know that I be slayin' on my path
Honestly, I'm lifted up just by makin' y'all laugh

Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 72 – Clip 2

Tie, Bag, Bottle

FREESTYLE:

H-Mack gettin' live in the spot
I'mma win the game if they like it or not

I be blowin' up, rappers ain't survivin' my plot
I be married to the game like I'm tyin' the knot
Yeah, can't be in a cubicle just to compute 'til I die
You'll never see me wear a suit and a tie

H-Mack, I make it happen; when I spit, they know my flows fly
Yeah, overly fancy bars, no bow tie
Yeah, Mack comin' through, exposed like Speedo
Never overly formal like tuxedo

'Cause he knows that he goes too ill with the deep flows
I be locked in on Omegle, my people
Is bouncin', astoundin', y'all know what I'm all about
Rappers hella wack so of course I gotta call 'em out

Yeah, I be the cleverest guy
Y'all know I'm winnin' every game, it ain't never no tie
Listen, the score's a hundred, Mack; zero, rest o' industry
Makin' all my words come together perfect instantly

I'm in it, I'm infinite, I be stretchin' when I'm flexin'
Use my brain like a weapon, I be microphone testin'
I got you noddin' yo' head 'cos now you understand
Beautiful patterns like that tattoo up on your hand

H-Mack, I'm in it, y'all know I'm kickin' ill flows
Other rappers soft, somethin' like your pink pillow
I'mma break it down forever, y'all can peep the live feed
On your hand, you got a heart and also got a smiley

Ayo, I break it down, y'all know this is art
'Cause I lift people up and make 'em smile in they heart
Yeah, I got the swag; on these tracks, I never lag
And y'all know we get the paper, we be gettin' to the bag

H-Mack, I'm in it, y'all know how I'm workin'
We 'bout to get paid enough that we could buy some Birkins
Yeah, I'm up on it, I'm major, I'm drastic
I get the bag, like paper or plastic

H-Mack, y'all know that I'm flowin' for sure
Said I'mma get the bag like I'm at the grocery store
I'm in the checkout line, believe it, and y'all know I got mad swag
Other rappers' tracks belong up in a trash bag

That's how it has to be, y'all know that I gotta bring the godly swag
I'mma put this track up in a body bag
Hold up, that's a lot o' bags; that's, like, all the bags
'Cause I got all the swag, other rappers always lag

I do my thing different, you know my bars are too fly
I see my reflection right now up in yo' blue eyes
You were like, “I wanna follow,” wanna give props
Your screen went black, you said, “Yeah, I'm on TikTok!”

I said, "Yo, I'm 'bout to share my account...
...But can I rap first?" Over instrumentals, I bounce
Yeah, I'mma get it done; heart and soul, I spit it from
Boostin' up my income, that's the way it's been, son

Okay, yo, I remember bag but it's quite absurd
It seems right now I can't remember your third word
Can you remind me?
[“Bottle.”]

That's right, bottle, I go full throttle
I be a role model, like, every time I spit
Keep it movin' when I'm rhymin' 'cos I'm never gonna quit
Yeah, I rock 'em for sure, I rock like a sport

Yeah, vintage wine, right now we be poppin' the cork
We gon' open up the bottle when I run my rappin' campaign
Do my damn thang, now we poppin' open champagne
Bubblin', yeah, you know I spit that clever stuff

Yeah, out the bottle with the 7UP
Or Dr Pepper or Coca-Cola, I'm classic
I obey my thirst like Sprite 'cos this game is gettin' drastic
I do this out o' habit and y'all know I'mma slaughter

But my favorite liquid all up in the bottle is the water
For these crazy flows need H2O, they maybe go to sleep now
H-Mack gettin' busy when he's rockin' over beats now
Only bring the heat now, I'm boostin' my positionin'

I wanna thank you so much for stoppin' 'n listenin'
And now that I've done all these lyrics out the cage
Sure, I can share with y'all my TikTok page
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 72 – Clip 3

Panties, Toenails, Takis

FREESTYLE:

Gettin' busy when I'm up in the place
All these other rappers just a fuckin' disgrace
Y'all know these other cats couldn't keep pace
These tracks like panties, I be leavin' 'em laced

Yeah, Mack all up in it; understand me, can he?
Yeah, full-coverage granny panty
Which means I got full coverage 'cross the game
Other rappers, man, you know they straight-up lost the flame

Yeah, I'mma make it happen, man, I'm heavy as a anvil
Cold feet like they wearin' thongs–I mean, sandals
Lemme flip it on 'em, I'mma rearrange
H-Mack gotta be one o' the sickest in the game

I got skill, y'all gotta peep it, my mind goes the deepest
Got the game under wraps, just like Victoria's Secret
H-Mack, I'm here, y'all know that I spit fast as I think
Blend colors like red and the pink

I'm all up on it and I spit it in the strongest way
Leave the game exposed like it's in some lingerie
H-Mack, I do the best and I'm reppin' for the west
When I spit, they start dancin' like they doin' some burlesque

Yeah, I'm all up in it when I spit, I gotta get love
Exposed when kickin' these flows, like a strip club
I'm all up on it; when I be spittin', you know that I don't fail
This is in my DNA, just like my toenails

I go hard, y'all know they love it
'Cos I'm the one that freestyles on, like, any subject
They hear it on the tape, then they run away to dub it
Yeah, got you yellin' out like you stubbed it

Stubbed your toe, aw, shit, my flows flawless
The way I be kickin' my lyrics is gorgeous
Yeah, and y'all know that I be stayin' on a rhyme spree
Heavy weight is what I tow behind me

Yeah, H-Mack, y'all know I ain't stoppin'
Let go of the toe, I put the nail in the coffin
I'm about to slam ya, I get loosest with the grammar
Word to my grandma, yeah, I hit the nail with the hammer

I got the sledgehammer up in Smash Bros.
When I be rhymin' right off o' the top, I be kickin' them fast flows
But even if I slow it down
My name still 'bout to go around

'Cos they couldn't stop me, off o' the tip with a hot free
Y'all know I'm killin' it prob'ly, wakin' 'em up like it's coffee
Peace to my whole team, they holdin' me down and I know they got me
Every time that I spit, y'all know it's fuego, that's some Takis

Yeah, let me get loose with these raps, man, I'm only droppin' facts
Treat these instrumentals like some Takis, eat 'em like my snack
Yeah, I bring the heat flows, we needs those, indeed, bro
Heat 'em up like Takis, either that or the Cheetos

Only spit the fuego, only spit the fire
Build it like some LEGOs, my tower's gettin' higher
The mic, I couldn't let go 'cos I have to inspire
I'm plugged in like Electro, y'all know I'mma wreck foes

Yeah, I'm comin' right off o' the tip o' this, got you noddin' yo' head
Huh, every time I rhyme, I spit what's never been said
Yeah, I got you doin' like this with your hand
Every time that I'm rippin' the jam, they recognize that he is the man, he need no plan

Come off the tip, ready to rip, never gon' slip, I make 'em bounce
Y'all know we gettin' the paper, we takin' it right back to our bank accounts
Heh, H-Mack, I'm ready to do this
Yeah, anytime I rhyme, you know my lyrics are fluid

I said, "Dawg, I'm on Omegle and I'm hopin' I can spit a flow...
...What's that on your screen?" He said, "It's a music video!"
He said, "I paused it for the convo; well, I tried..."
I said, "You need no music video, let's do it live!"

Now we all up in it to spew spray in a new way
And make it happen today, US to the UK
We crossin' borders, we crossin' over seas
That's what happens every time the Mack'n kicks a free
Let's go!