Omegle Bars Episode 9 – Clip 1

Yoohoo, Plate, Water

FREESTYLE:

They callin’ me the new dude, I’m makin’ moves on YouTube  
Poppin’ up on all my haters like, “Yoo-hoo!”  
We here now, y’all know I’m stayin’ mellow  
Ay, pop up on my haters, I say, “Yoo-hoo! Hello!”  

We be over here right now, I’m gettin’ fly  
While we talkin’ ’bout greetin’s, my bars get you high  
Ay, like I was wavin’, my lyrics amazin’  
Yo, they want the real lyrics, I’m the one that they pagin’  

I’m engagin’ with my people, when I’m spittin’ they get floored  
He said, “Hold up, let me announce this on Discord!”  
Yeah, this somethin’ dope y’all soon to see  
“But first, let me shout you out to my community!”  

He said, “Ayo, verses, y’all better watch my stream  
’Cause this dude’s about to spit and it’s about to be clean  
Just wait for one minute, you gon’ see what I mean  
I mean, this dude Harry Mack, he’s the microphone fiend!”  

Yeah, ayo, I’m puttin’ words together so cleanly  
Bars goin’ over heads kinda like your beanie  
Yeah, and when it comes to lyrics they know that I’m too tight  
Voice warm like a tube mic, my dude got the blue light  

Shinin’, I’m rhymin’, from the bottom I’m climbin’  
This dude is watchin’ Mack like, “Somebody better sign him!”  
Anytime I’m spittin’, man, they know that it’s great  
I make a rapper meet his fate, eat his dome off my plate  

C’mon, I’m gettin’ busy with the illest flair  
I got a rapper’s head on my plate, no silverware  
I’m goin’ in, I’m stuffin’ all his muscle to my teeth and shit  
Ayo, it’s way too violent, we cannot release this shit  

Mack gettin’ busy, I be spittin’ reckless  
Shinin’ like a necklace, ate your head for breakfast  
Gettin’ busy, “Who is he?” the foulest scene  
I had to make it graphic and scary for Halloween  

C’mon, I’m gettin’ down, I be flippin’ with the sound  
I’ma lead ’em to the slaughter, dawg, my flow is liquid water  
Y’all know that I’m your senior but check out my demeanor  
’Cos my lyrics meaner, I just be flowin’ like Aquafina  

Matter fact, I’m strong, G  
They want me to spit the water like Dasani  
Improvisin’ live with the bomb free  
I’m droppin’ that when I’m rockin’ raps  

Peace my homie in the stockin’ cap  
Harry Mack, you know I’m gettin’ down  
Every time I rhyme he’s flippin’ out  
Doin’ what I feel for the people in the community on there watchin’  

Any rapper steppin’ up to Harry Mack better use that caution  
Yeah, I’m makin’ all my enemies back down  
Peace to my homie with the fan in the background  
Yeah, and you know that I’m ready to drop poems  

What’s that on your wall, is that the skull and the crossbones?  
C’mon, y’all know that I’m the meanest dude  
Yo, when you finish with your stream, you better clean your room  
I’m just playin’, yo, I be breakin’ it down  

Hella honest, that’s a promise, never fake with the sound  
Yeah, even ’cross the country, man, I’m knowin’ they heard me  
LA connectin’ live to New Jersey  

What!

Omegle Bars Episode 9 – Clip 2

Milk, Big L, Bag

FREESTYLE:

When I spit my lyrics, y’all know that they smoother than silk  
All these rappers, they be sheddin’ tears over spilled milk  
Not me, I grip the mic and then I do invent  
My lyrics phat like the milk that is two percent  

Uh, matter fact, they ’bout to feel my rappin’ wrath  
I be phatter than that, I be half-and-half  
Uh, hot with the steam, I be livin’ my dream  
I be talkin’ ’bout milk, how I’m gettin’ the cream  

That means cash rules everything around me  
And lyrically y’all know I’m pushin’ past the boundary  
And when I’m rappin’, they be bobbin’ like this, they say it’s good stuff  
So dope, dude in the middle done threw his hood up  

Everyone around the planet knows I spit well  
’Cos I’m tryna be a legend like Big L  
Uh, right off the top, you know I send it  
Shout to Big L at one-three-nine and Lenox  

Uh, when rappers spit, I’m danger-prone  
Like Big L, I be reppin’ from the Danger Zone  
I hang at home and do my lyrics right off the top  
“Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous,” the record we rock  

Ay, when I’m on it, yo, you know that I’m destroyin’  
Feel like Big L ’cos my flow is flamboyant  
I’m doin’ what I’m doin’ ’til the day that I’m senile  
Droppin’ classics kinda like the ’98 Freestyle  

C’mon, and y’all know I be killin’ all impostors  
Where my dogs at? Shout out to Asa  
Yeah, y’all know I rap with ease  
The first rays in the mornin’ if you Japanese  

So let’s get it, yo, they love how I spit it, I got the dopest flows  
All the homies know, they bumpin’ me out in Kosovo  
Rappers wanna do-si-do but I can’t dance wit’ y’all  
When it comes to lyrics, I’m way too advanced for y’all  

Never no drag, I come with the swag  
I never lag, and these rappers know I’m gettin’ the bag  
C’mon, ain’t no dummy, yo, I live where it’s sunny  
I’m sweet as honey and my bag, it be full up with money  

C’mon, I be the greatest rapper, I got ’em tremblin’  
Open up the bag and it’s filled up with the Benjamins  
C’mon, and y’all know I rock the circle  
My homie in the middle got the hoodie on that’s purple  

Yeah, and you know that my bars are gigantic  
Crazy how I build my fan base around the whole planet  
Yeah, it’s like that every time I release  
Big L, 139 & Lenox, rest in peace  

Let’s go!

Omegle Bars Episode 9 – Clip 3

Cardi B, Omegle, Fashion

FREESTYLE:

Lyrically, I feel like ain’t no one as hard as me  
I’m tryin’ to get more fame than Cardi B  
Yeah, and you know they understand I’m pure  
But I understand that you’re not a fan o’ hers  

All good, well, I’m comin’ off the tip now  
When I’m improvisin’, I come through with the sick style  
Live for my people, brain sharp as a needle  
Over heads like a steeple when I’m up on Omegle  

Uh, I’m gettin’ down, y’all know I got passion  
Had to tap in, now we talkin’ ’bout the fashion  
I gotta be the number-one rhymer  
The bright shiner, she be rockin’ designer  

Uh, yeah, you know I’ma grip the mic and rock ya  
She said her favorite brand would be Balenciaga  
Uh, ayo, you know they couldn’t stop me  
I drop these hot frees, designer like Versace  

But these designer lyrics, when you hear it, you should know  
It’s all Gucci, I’m ’bout to spew frees truly  
I do my duty, she be lookin’ like, “Who’s he?”  
A lot o’ people on Omegle skippin’ me rudely  

So thanks so much for stayin’ here  
I’ma grip up on the mic and then spray it clear  
Yeah, I could be chillin’ but I’m rockin’ instead  
And while I’m spittin’ hot off the head, she’s noddin’ her head  

Let’s go, I break it down for y’all, I know that I can  
Take over and sell more records than designer brands  
Be sellin’ clothin’, rappers I’m exposin’  
I’m the one that’s chosen, I’m about to break down every notion  

I go deep like ocean, yeah, oceanic, make ya panic  
I be sinkin’ rappers like Titanic when I slam it  
Uh, yeah, and y’all know I got more raps  
I love designer clothes but I cannot afford that  

Uh, so one day, maybe  
But for now I’ma keep spittin’ crazy  
Y’all know I move past the boundary  
Ayo, thank you so much for gettin’ down with me  

It’s like that!

Omegle Bars Episode 9 – Clip 4

Jesus, Air Force One, Sky

FREESTYLE:

I said they all gonna repeat this  
Uh, I feel the industry gon’ need this  
Uh, these rappers askin’ for my secrets  
Uh, they know I’m holy just like Jesus  

Uh, when they hear ’im spit up off the top, they sayin’ he’s just nice  
When rappers see me comin’, they be screamin’, “Jesus Christ!”  
You step to me, you take a loss to the mo’fuckin’ boss  
I said these rappers got me feelin’ like Jesus, they got me cross  

C’mon, they always off, you know this shit is vital  
I write it in my rhyme book, that feels like the Holy Bible  
AKA I’m writin’ holy verses  
Now let me disperse these curses  

I’ma hit these rappers so swiftly  
No one can diss me, who is he?  
The one that goes over heads like your bandana  
Look around and rap about it, I’m the room scanner  

Yeah, I’m about to bring that rare force, son  
Ayo, I’m flyin’ over heads like I’m in Air Force One  
I said I’m rappin’ for the residence, all my skills are evident  
Flyin’ Air Force One got me feelin’ like the President  

But it’s time that we impeach  
’Cause that man don’t never reach  
Out to people strugglin’  
I find this issue troublin’  

I’m ’bout to break it down, y’all know that I’m fly  
Like a seven-forty-seven when I take to the sky  
C’mon, uh, I stay loud, lyrically I stay proud  
I’ma turn a rapper’s sky into a bunch o’ gray clouds  

Uh, check out the way that I storm  
When I be rhymin’, go against the norm  
Y’all know I grab it, I’m ’bout to perform  
Peelin’ my chest back like it’s a orange  

Show you my heart when I flow for the art  
I be doin’ my thing, he be wavin’ his hands  
When it be comin’ to lyrics right off o’ the top  
They just call me the craziest man  

C’mon, I do this for my people on Omegle  
Yeah, I’ma break it down, I’m ready for the sequel  
Let’s go, bars are lethal every time I’m gettin’ busy  
Got a rapper’s head spinnin’ ’round and ’round until he’s dizzy  

Let’s go!