Omegle Bars Episode 86 – Clip 1

Kobe, Table, Jacket

FREESTYLE:

Me compared to other artists is night and day
The beat drops and your head nods right away
Unh, H-Mack really out here spittin' the flames
I never write it, I recite it off the tip o' the brain
Yeah, all across the planet, I'm certain that they know me

Tryna be the greatest in the game like Kobe
For me to mention his name, it's a honor
H-Mack put in practice like Black Mamba
Yeah, peace to all the fans who support

Y'all know I'mma hold it down on the court
Yeah, y'all know Mack has never been a faker
I'mma move like Kobe Bryant on the Lakers
Every move major, I'mma bring the funk

Go through the legs, three-sixty1 with the dunk
Yeah, H-Mack really out here snappin'
It's like I'm playin' basketball every time I'm rappin'
Yeah, I get loose with the style

Rappers hella flagrant with that foul
I'mma break it down 'cos my freestyles fatal
If you wanna sign me, put some money on the table
Yeah, and y'all know I'm 'bout to break it down

When I be spittin', I'm deliverin' the crazy sound
Unh, I'm a master, god
Takes the headphones off, he's only hearin' half the bars
Yeah, y'all know I'mma let the thunder spray

You put your headphones on the table and then you run away
H-Mack, man, you know my flow fatal
Money on the table, y'all know I'm 'bout to stay stable
Unh, and y'all know I be steady rappin'

Like Knights o' the Round Table, that's how we attackin'
Yeah, but we ain't usin' swords 'n shields
We be usin' freestyle lyrics that's more than real
Listen, unh, I be locked in the zone

“Oh, my god! Off the top o' the dome!”
Yeah, y'all know they love how I'm rappin'
See, this, right here, I be needin' this reaction
I got your jaws dropped; when I'm rhymin', I'm keepin' you focused

For other emcees to try to beat me, shit is hopeless
Yeah, y'all know I got flavor and I pack it
Rappers wanna bite from me–they try to jack it
Yeah, H-Mack, check how I perform

Somethin' like a jacket how I'm keepin' you warm
Heh, unh, and y'all know they not attackin' us
I'm 'bout to fuck up the game, y'all know I jack it up
Unh, and y'all know I got words

I move so fast that my vision look like a blur
Yeah, mad different flavors, yo, that's what I stir
I keep the beat warm, somethin' like a jacket o' fur
Yeah, H-Mack comin' off the top and I'm deadly

I keep it hot like a jacket that's heavy
Yeah, and when I spit, they love how I'm flowin'
He throws the headphones off, like, “He keeps on goin'!”
Yeah, I be on the mic reportin'

I said Kobe but I'm feelin' like I'm Michael Jordan
Y'all know my lyrics get you lifted like weed
Every time I rap, this is the reaction I need
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 86 – Clip 2

Charger, Remote, Bookbag

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah, I'm–I'm goin' harder
Energized, I'on't even need a charger
For Mack, it ain't nothin' to evolve
No battery and I ain't plugged into the wall
I'mma break it down for y'all, there's nothin' they can tell me

I match to tracks like a charger to your celly
Matter fact, yo, I truly be free
Unh, I don't need to plug into no USB-C
Or no USB-A, I need no charger at all

These proprietary flows goin' harder for y'all
Yeah, Mack, I'm 'bout to break it down and y'all better believe it
Every time I grip the microphone, I'm tearin' y'all to pieces
I come off top with the dopest flows

I'm in charge like I'm holdin' the remote control
I be leavin' y'all dismantled when I plug into the panel
Off the handle; and when I'm rhymin', never change the channel
Yo, my freestyles is about to hit 'em all soon

Only thing ya need to do is increase the volume
Yeah, my flow, they just can't compute it
Other rappers, honestly, I'mma have 'em (muted)
I don't need it at all; you know that over tracks, I devour when struttin'

I be pressin' the Power button
Turn me on with the song; I'm the don, not no con
Rappers think they on the same level but they wrong
Yeah, and I'mma show y'all how it could be

Or how it would be; shouts my homie in the gray hoodie
Comin' up with words, rockin' glasses with hair balled up
On top o' yo' head, I rock 'til I'm dead, I'm callin' it out
You like, “Damn, he's mentionin', like, everything that he's seein'...

...I guess he's really freein', the freshest human bein'!”
They comin' up with words
I grip 'em, I rip 'em, the mic gets served
Mad props off the top what I deserve

Run so fast on tracks, your vision blurred
I'm disgustin', lyrics are disturbed
Study long, I guess that I'm a nerd
But since I'm a nerd, well, I'm gonna need to learn

So I'll need some books through which I can burn
Yeah, if I don't read, it will be embarrassin'
But I need a tool so I can properly carry them
Where can I put all these books that I need?

All the books I carry with me so I can read?
I need a easy way to move 'em from place to place
I can't carry them in my hands, yo, that's a waste
So, I'm thinkin', this should come easy to the Mack

Maybe I can transition all that weight to my back
All I would need is just a couple straps
And a bag to carry 'em so that they stay intact
I'm like, "Hunh, I think I thought o' this, I thought of the perfect swag...

...This, right here, won't be a drag...
...It'll be up on my back but behind me, it won't lag...
...I'mma put everything that I read up in my bookbag!"
What's the dilly?! When I rhyme, I'm too illy!

Rappers wanna murder the Mack but can't kill me
All three words combine, I got you laughin'
Every time I'm rappin', I'm deliverin' with passion
My lyrics is really gon' linger, you be holdin' up 3 on your fingers

'Cause you know that I be gettin' it done; my heart 'n soul, I'm spittin' it from
I said, "What you doin'?"
You said, “Listenin' to music!”
I said, "No doubt, that's perfect, turn it down and let's do this!"

I'm ruthless, y'all know I spew this in every direction
I'm hard with a1 lyrical collection, feel no affection
For rappers when wreckin'; I'm the one they never detectin'
I stay far off the radar, complex as quasars

I lay bars and they hard on top o' tracks
When rockin' raps, I'm over heads, somethin' like stockin' caps
Y'all know I gotsta do it, spit the shit that's lethal
I'm sharper than needle every time I'm rockin' on Omegle

Like that!

Omegle Bars Episode 86 – Clip 3

Jägermeister, Shot Glass, Thalassophobia

FREESTYLE:

Whether I rock slow or if I rock fast
I get you twisted, somethin' like Jäger right out o' the shot glass
Deep as the ocean, homie, I'm showin' ya
Rappers is scared o' the Mack, they got thalassophobia

Whether I rock slow or if I rock fast
I get you twisted like Jäger right out o' the shot glass
Deep as the ocean, that's what I'm showin' ya
Rappers is scared o' me, they got thalassophobia

Yeah, I be goin' in, y'all know I be the role model
Shout to my homie with the pink light shinin', and he got the Jäger in the bottle
Yeah, H-Mack, they be lovin' what I provide
Every time I slide, people know it's a vibe

I'm the main course, rappers kinda like your Jäger
'Cos every time I spit, I just got 'em on the side
Yeah, y'all know they envy me
My homie rockin' the hoodie for MTV

Makes sense 'cos every time I spit a flow
It's deservin' of a music video
Yeah, I put it all together so cleanly; rappers, they ain't never seen me
Y'all better believe me, all of my lyrics got layers like headphones on hood on top beanie

Yeah, I break it down for my folks
Every time that I rhyme, never played for the joke
And I make 'im say, "Oooh! Oooh! Damn!"
I grab on a mic and I slam

What are y'all tellin' me?
You got the keyboard with LEDs
H-Mack leavin' tracks smothered, all right
Every time that I rhyme, bring them colorful lights

Whether I rock slow or if I rock fast
I get 'em twisted like Jäger right out o' the shot glass
Deep as the ocean, yeah, that's what I'm showin' ya
Rappers is scared o' the Mack, they got thalassophobia

What, whether I rock slow or if I rock fast
I get 'em twisted like Jäger right out o' the shot glass
Deep as the ocean, look, that's what I'm showin' ya
Rappers are scared o' the Mack—one more verse, listen

Y'all know that I change every notion
All my maneuvers are smoother than lotion
Every time he's rhymin', he leaves the beat frozen
H-Mack really got the depth o' the ocean

Yeah, every time I rap, they go crazy
Rappers ain't really workin', they be hella lazy
If you want the real shit, go ahead and page me
Mack like the ocean, all my lyrics hella wavy

I know they wanna go hop on the surfboard
To ride on a wave from the verse lord
Goin' crazy, bro
I ain't never comin' with the lazy flow

Anything you say, man, I'm 'bout to repeat it
The game gon' need it; when I'm rhymin', I be Freestyle Jesus
I jot a thesis; everybody, they be lovin' the statement
Matter fact, my bars hard like the motherfuckin' pavement

Y'all know I'm about to reach ya
Got depth, somethin' like a sea creature
H-Mack movin' somethin' like a octopus
Man, I used to smoke lotsa kush

Nowadays, all I do is smoke that mic
All o' your thoughts, I provoke them right
Rappers need therapy
Thalassophobia, they scared o' me

Whoa, whether I rock slow or if I rock fast
I get you twisted like Jäger right out o' the shot glass
Deep as the ocean, bro, that's what I'm showin' ya
Rappers are scared o' the Mack, they got thalassophobia
What!