Omegle Bars Episode 82 – Clip 1

Notion, Flexibility, Acrobatics

FREESTYLE:

Lyrical drugs, y'all overdosin'
Every time that he's rappin', he goes in
Y'all know I'm whippin' up lyrical potions
I'm just tryna break down all the notions

Yeah, I'm about to break it down
Understand the notion o' creativity
Understand the notion o' flexin' with agility
Understand the notion o' mental flexibility

Yeah, H-Mack, I'm breakin' it down
Off the top o' the mental with the craziest sound
Y'all know the kid's in the house
When I'm rhymin', you be puttin' your fist to your mouth

Like, "Damn, I can't believe it! Sweet Jesus!"
I be earnin' more stripes than ADIDAS
I be callin' anything that I'm seein'
When it come to cold lyrics, I be ice freezin'

H-Mack up on it and I'm keepin' it honest
I get that mic and y'all know I keep it just like a promise
So sick I vomit when I break it down; king, I need a golden crown
Y'all know the illest ever, that's what they done told 'im now

Just like your arm, I be flexin'; I use my brain like a weapon
Crush any rapper that's steppin', amp 'n it be on eleven
Y'all know we goin' up higher
I'm flowin' so fire, the one they admire

Y'all know that I'm breakin' it down
When I'm in the session, I'm never no clown
Now, listen, every time I spit, I goes in, so cold that my lyrics stay frozen
I might cut a instrumental leg off, so now it really has no shin

H-Mack, I'mma break down the wordplay
When I rhyme, I spit it in an absurd way
And I'm really 'bout to make your eyes bulge
H-Mack, man, I came through with the high flow

Fly flow, comin' off the top when I'm flexin', got the flexibility up over these tracks
And I stretch with agility, they know it's the Mack
I be doin' what I'm doin' and they gonna react
Yeah, and y'all know all these lyrics, they be quite tight

Damn, I dig yo' setup, I be shinin' like them bright lights
They know I'm dope, that's why my homie still wearin' the coat
'Cos I be comin' off top with the coldest breeze
Everyone know the steez, rappers can't flow like me

Totally insane when off o' the mental
Way that I'm rhymin' on the track right now, everybody better know that it's essential
Y'all know I'm causin' that rappin' static
Every time that I spit, the rap is magic

Got the rappin' tactics and I stretch over tracks like it's acrobatics
Yeah, Mack off the tip o' this, acrobatic steez, I be up there on the high wire
I spit fly fire off the top o' the mental, they might admire
The way, and these guys desire to do it like I do, I represent with a fly crew

Every time that I spit for my people, they say, "Harry Mack, you my idol!"
I get reckless, y'all better check this
Blow up in the game and they all expect this
Shout to my homie with the Big Gulp Pepsi cup, and the big, black coat and the necklace

I'm about to hold it down, y'all gon' see me
Soon my face gon' be on your TV
H-Mack, all these other artists don't think right
Shinin' like the purple and the blue and the pink lights

I break it down and I spit it with passion
Never clashin', this the moment where you give your reaction
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 82 – Clip 2

Cup, Inevitable, Unforgettable

FREESTYLE:

I kill the game, whether I be high or sober
Y'all know I get to the money, I feel like my cup runneth over
Every time that I rhyme, y'all know that I'm leavin' 'em sicker
My lyrics gettin' you twisted just like a cup full o' liquor

I lead them all to the slaughter
Birthin' the verse, that's my daughter
That would make me the father
I got my own cup o' water

I'm stayin' hydrated off the tip o' the mental
When I rhyme, yo, my shit is essential
I'm blowin' your mind when I spit for my friends
Keep on rhymin' 'til the freestyle ends

I'mma make it happen 'cos I be that dude
I'mma kick a freestyle while you wait for your food
I dunno where to begin
In the game o' rap, it's inevitable that I win

Yeah, I'm inevitably much doper
I be runnin' all these rappers over
I'm about to lead you through the rap game
Yeah, Harry Mack is 'bout to be your chauffeur

I'm inevitably dope, I'm inevitably hot, I'm inevitably all up in the spot
I'm inevitably gonna climb 'til I'm on the top, I'm inevitably gonna be the one that's not forgot
They gon' write about me in the history book
When I spit, yo, these kids gon' be shook

I be doin' what I'm feelin' when I'm all up on a word spree
Shout to the girls with the hair that is curly
H-Mack, man, I'm makin' 'em back down
Rappers couldn't hang if they was pictures in your background

Y'all know I'm 'bout to make 'em all dance
Rappers steppin' up to Harry Mack, they do not stand a chance
I'mma drop the fly poems
Yeah, I be really in a high zone

Yo, I'm the illest ever, homie, I know
That's why you gotta film me on your iPhone
Yeah, I can see you takin' that video while I spit the flow, doin' this off the tip
Yo, I had the crown for a minute, now, and you know I never lost that shit

Yeah, H-Mack, I spit the flow and y'all know I'm on my tippy-toes
'Cos I'm seein' over all these wack-ass foes, and y'all know that my lyrics unforgettable
What! They could not forget about me!
I'mma kill the game proudly

And they knowin' all about me
And you know they couldn't doubt me
All these other artists is garbage; every time they spittin', they hittin' us with more trash
Y'all just waitin' for your food—tell me, is it Uber Eats or the DoorDash?

Hopin' they get there soon
I'm about to rock you a whole nother tune
Yeah, I know they both are impressed
'Cos I called it out and they both said, "Yes!"

I'm about to blow your mind, I flow divine, like, every time I'm doin' this
The top position in the rap game, I'm pursuin' this
I'm takin' it further, ya know that it's murder, ya know that I serva ya
On goldenest platter, my lyrics is phatter, these rappers don't matter

You know that they actors, they are not a factor, I'm 'bout to come smack ya
I'm smackin' the track as if it was Will Smith all up at the award show
H-Mack comin' through with the hardcore flow
Yeah, I'mma make you shudder, no doubt

Your friend on the side had to cover her mouth
Like, "Oh, my god, he's really ill in the brain!"
I'm shinin' like your silver chain
Yeah, y'all know I'm sayin' the lyrics that's never been said, I flow 'til I'm dead

Get you so hyper whenever I'm rhymin', I'm worried they all might just fall off the bed
Yeah, y'all know I'mma rock this tune, I'mma have you hella hyper all up in the room
All right, there's a little food for thought just to hold you over 'til your fuckin' food comes soon
What!

Omegle Bars Episode 82 – Clip 3

Comb, Library, Drawer, Incapacitated

FREESTYLE:

When I be rappin', I'm deep in the zone
Take no assistance, do this on my own
I eat a rapper just like a scone
All through your hair, I'm 'bout to comb

Over your head, like comb or the brush
Check out the way that I lyrically bust
All o' these rappers is 'bout to get crushed
When they be spittin', they shit soundin' sus

I break it down and y'all know that I'm wild
All o' these people gon' check my profile
Rappers think that they dope, they in denial
Word to the comb 'cos I fix your style

Yeah, Mack off the tip o' this, and y'all know I get the paper 'cos I'm money-prone
Over all these beats when I'm bringin' my heat, all my lyrics be sweet like honeycomb

Off o' the top, my songs known, flexin' on y'all with the strong poems
I'm 'bout to get paid like P. Diddy, I'm 'bout to move like I'm Sean Combs
Y'all better pay close attention, the one that they mention, I'm nice when inventin'
I'm gettin' free with the raps

Shout to my dude with the P on his cap
I break it down; competition, I be winnin' this
When it come to freestyles, I'm infinite
Crush it every time I bust and never with the timidness

Shouts to my homie's shirt, reppin' for the Primitive
Brand, I be the man, grip on the mic and I'm ready to slam
Anytime I'm in the session, I'm goin' ham
Yeah, 'bout another rappers, I don't give a damn

I'mma make it known right now; they be sayin', "Damn, you fly, Harry!"
More knowledge in my brain than a library
Every time I rap, I'mma leave you shook
I'm the cook, matter fact, I gain knowledge from the books

H-Mack, y'all know that I'm flexin' strong
Peace to the homies that be packin' the bong
I know y'all be gettin' lifted off the chron'
H-Mack, y'all know when I'm spittin', I'm the don

I got the hype flow
Greatest all-time like I'm Michael
Shout to the dudes that be smokin' the bong
While they chill out to the light show

Killin' these lyrics, I do it real quick, so they gon' think I'm smart
Shout to the homie that's puffin' the vape and the dude in the T-shirt for Linkin Park
Yeah, I'm 'bout to make 'em go mad
In the Linkin Park shirt and he's reppin' that plaid

Reppin' for the band, Harry Mack the man
All these rappers jelly every time I rock the jam
Do what I feel and I'm givin' y'all more
Open up my brain, then you know I'm ready to explore

Yeah, H-Mack, man, my shit is hardcore
Exposed with the flows like I'm only in my drawers
Open up your brain like a drawer when you lookin' for your socks
Plug microphones in and I rock

I'mma take it to the top, y'all know how we doin' this
Top position in the game, yo, Harry is pursuin' this
Matter fact, I'm about to flourish 'cos I only ever spit the hardcore shit
And my brain is kinda like a big-ass drawer 'cos you know I got extra storage

Homie, extra CPU and the extra RAM
A GPU help my flow go ham
Visual lyrics, I be that computer
I be kickin' lyrics that be comin' from the future

I never stumble with words
I'm 'bout to rap while you crumblin' herbs
Yeah, Mack, I give you a reminder
Crumble with fingers, you don't need a grinder

Speakin' o' grinders, I stay up on my grind and I'm doin' my job
When it come to lyrics, man, they love the way I'm spittin' and they sayin' that I'm truly a god
Do it off the top and I don't need to ever fake it, no mask and I don't wear a façade
Y'all know that I'm different, so you better keep a distance, I'm persistent, man, you know that I'm odd

I be changin' everything, I pave a new lane
Harry Mack, he really got the craziest brain
Yeah, go ahead and pack it; make sure that it's tight, though
Dance with the reefer 'cos I get you high, bro

Yeah, pack that bong bowl, smoke that
Yo, your whole brain, I'm 'bout to provoke that
Yeah, my voice, you about to hear it
Hit the lighter, smoke the weed, then clear it

I'm the one that everybody fearin'
H-Mack, y'all know they be smokin' while I'm spittin'
And you know it's off the top o' the dome when I freestyle
Homie, man, my shit is unwritten

And you know they 'bout to turn me up loud
Breathe in the bong, you gon' blow up a cloud
Peace to all the people gettin' high around the world
Y'all know that's what we really about

I know every time that they hear me, they be tryna step 'n hate it
But I'on't even heard that shit 'cos I know that I'm the master, it's undebated
Yeah, anytime I rhyme in a deep state o' focus, I'm concentrated
Damn, from that bong hit alone, my homie's prob'ly incapacitated
What!