Omegle Bars Episode 90 – Clip 1

Microphone, Sound Cloud, Mirror

FREESTYLE:

H-Mack in a whole different type o’ zone  
I get busy when I’m rockin’ on the microphone  
Uh, they cannot deny my choice  
I use this tool to amplify my voice  

They dig the way that I be wreckin’ hard  
I plug my mic in with the XLR  
Yeah, and y’all know these rappers just embarrass me  
She was like, “I love your mic, you got so much clarity!”  

Yeah, thank you so much for the compliment  
Takin’ over the game, my flow dominant  
Uh, get you higher than the weed  
This right here is the energy we need  

Uh, trust me, it’s really goin’ down now  
Y’all can listen to my music on my SoundCloud  
Yeah, H-Mack, y’all know I’m insane  
Comin’ down from the clouds, I be droppin’ rain  

Uh, freestyle obliteration  
I reign supreme like precipitation  
Matter fact, each and every time I flow  
I precipitate, but I’m so cold it comes out as snow  

Yeah, Mack all up in it, I’m doin’ you proud  
My sound liftin’ y’all up to the clouds  
Uh, y’all know I rep for Los Angeles  
My sound gets you high like a cloud o’ cannabis  

H-Mack, I’m in it, y’all know what I do  
Every time that I be rhymin’, I be keepin’ it true  
I said, “I need one word from each o’ you!”  
And shouts out to y’all ’cause you all came through  

H-Mack, I’m up in it, I be causin’ a disaster  
I’m not really a SoundCloud rapper  
Then again, when I’m doin’ these lines, G  
It’s almost impossible to define me  

Yeah, crushin’ it off o’ the top and makin’ it clear  
Yeah, every time I rock, blessin’ ya ears  
Ay, all o’ my lyrics sharp like a spear  
Whenever I be rappin’, I’m reflectin’ like a mirror  

Yeah, y’all know I do it with passion  
Other cats rappin’ gon’ mirror my actions  
Yeah, y’all know I been creatin’  
They mirror my moves, they an imitation  

Uh, they know that I’m ’bout to rock the mic clever  
To the girl in the center and dude in white sweater  
Anything I see enters my free  
And when I’m rappin’ off top, they rememberin’ me  

Uh, yeah, killin’ it when I be spillin’ it for my folks  
Every time that I rhyme, y’all know that Mack is ’bout to go for broke  
I make you cover your mouth, I’m liftin’ out the hanger  
Your friend on the side said, “This ’bout to be a banger!”  

No doubt, yo, I’m hopin’ I deliver  
Sharp like the arrows we be pullin’ out the quiver  
And now she’s like, “Hold up, he’s got some more spit?  
Wait a second, here’s my phone, I need to record this!”  

Yeah, check the way I’m doin’ my thing  
I shine and bling, somethin’ like your middle-finger ring  
H-Mack, I’m in it and I’m spittin’ the free  
I wanna thank all o’ y’all just for listenin’ to me  

It’s H-Mack!

Omegle Bars Episode 90 – Sponsor

NordVPN Sponsor

FREESTYLE:

Ay, take it from me, the emcee boss  
Ay, you don’t wanna get hit with that DDoS  
Ay, they’ll be shuttin’ down your whole server  
Uh, killin’ yo’ vibe, ay, there’s been a murder  

Whoa, killin’ yo’ vibe, ay, there’s been a murder  
Whoa, killin’ yo’ vibe, ay, there’s been a murder  
Ay, DDoS shuttin’ down your whole server  
Ay, killin’ yo’ vibe, ay, there’s been a—ay, there’s been a  

Uh, be mindful o’ them online haters  
They gon’ try to flood you with a high volume o’ data  
Ay, and we callin’ that a packet flood  
Hurricane rain turnin’ dirt into nasty mud  

Right to your IP, should stand for insanely painful  
’Cause all of a sudden out o’ nowhere connection no longer stable  
They kick you the game, they got no boundaries at all  
Ay, your connection really slowin’ down to a crawl  

And they sneaky, you know that they more wicked than you think  
Discord lobby for a tournament, you clickin’ on a link  
Ay, but now instead o’ beatin’ the boss  
Kid, your internet speed went from cheetah to sloth  

Said they kicked you out the game that you need to win  
Uh, yeah, you can’t let them people in  
Could be lethal if you fall for this deceitful trend  
You gotta block yo’ IP with NordVPN  

I said whoa, DDoS, uh, DDoS  
Ay, take it from me, emcee boss  
Ah, they gon’ shut down your whole server  
Whoa, killin’ yo’ vibe, ay, there’s been a murder  

What!

Omegle Bars Episode 90 – Clip 2

Telly, Hellcat, Big Booty Latina

FREESTYLE:

If you want the real, hit me on the celly  
Illest off top, yo, that’s what they tell me  
Other rappers want these skills, they jelly  
They just stay a night in the game like a telly  

H-Mack, man, I spit it so great  
Stayin’ a night like a Motel 8  
Matter fact, y’all know it’s ’bout to go well  
Spittin’ so loud they kick us out o’ the hotel  

H-Mack, man, you know I get it poppin’  
When it come to freestyles, I ain’t even stoppin’  
Yeah, y’all know we deliver somethin’ like a e-mail  
For the dudes and the females  

In the game o’ rap, I’ma prevail  
She was like, “Damn, I can see every detail  
That camera quality is nice  
I can see every texture, you really entice!”  

Yeah, I’ma leave you in amazement  
Shouts out to my homie with the braces  
H-Mack, man, these rappers they don’t think right  
I be shinin’ bright, somethin’ like your pink lights  

Uh, spittin’ how I’m feelin’, man  
I make they heads spin, somethin’ like your ceilin’ fan  
I be doin’ what I’m feelin’ when I’m all up in the mix  
When it come to freestyles, I be infinite  

Uh, right at top where we dwell at  
M-A-C-K, how to spell that  
Illest all time what they tell Mack  
I’m pullin’ up in a Hellcat  

Vroom, vroom, push the pedal to the metal  
When it come to rhymes, man, I don’t never settle  
Spittin’ off the top o’ the dome with mad passion  
Me and the track are never clashin’, I got you laughin’  

I’m takin’ action, I’m not no has-been, I’m from the future  
This ain’t a brain in my skull, it’s a computer  
I do my duty, I kill it truly, they always knew me  
I live my life like it’s a movie, bubble like Jacuzzi  

Y’all know how we doin’ this, flowin’ somethin’ like Aquafina  
All o’ my lyrics sound cleaner  
Uh, compared to these rappers I’m meaner  
My lyrics sexy like a big booty Latina  

H-Mack off the top o’ the dome  
When I’m rappin’, I stay locked in the zone  
Heh, y’all know that I be snappin’ for fans  
When I call it out, yo, I got you clappin’ your hands  

Told you Harry Mack puttin’ out feelers  
When it come to rhymes, ain’t nobody realer  
Shout to my girl, I can tell you get iller  
You be sippin’ out the bottle o’ tequila  

Yeah, and you feelin’ real prime  
You ain’t even gotta chase that with a lime  
You drink it out the bottle, that’s your fault  
You ain’t got no lime, you ain’t got no salt  

Yeah, y’all know I never forgot  
You know the plot, right out the bottle she’s takin’ a shot  
She’s like, “Yeah, the way I do this will amaze ya  
Drinkin’ it straight, I don’t need no chaser!”  

Props out to you, my flow is insane  
Every time I’m rhymin’, I’m deliverin’ the flames  
Like a shot o’ tequila, I’m goin’ to your brain  
H-Mack the illest, I be makin’ that claim  

You be in the headset and you got a dope mic  
So I’m tryna kick the ill freestyles that you like  
Get you hype when I’m on it, in position to be  
The greatest emcee, so thank you for listenin’ to me  

It’s like that!

Omegle Bars Episode 90 – Clip 3

Bonsai, Body Armor, Hyundai

FREESTYLE:

Rappers is steppin’ to Mack? Uh, naw, they just stepped to the wrong guy  
Every time that I spit, limit they growth just like a bonsai  
Ay, I need no body armor, ay, my lyrics is dumb fly  
Ay, me next to them, that’s a Ferrari right next to a Hyundai  

Rappers is steppin’ to Mack? Ay, naw, they just stepped to the wrong guy  
Ay, I’m ’bout to limit they growth, whoa, just like a bonsai  
Ay, needin’ no body armor, uh, my lyrics is dumb fly  
Ay, me next to them, that’s a Ferrari right next to a Hyundai  

Yeah, H-Mack, man, I always get free  
Other rappers can’t really do it like me  
Every time they spittin’, they be coppin’ mad pleas  
Comin’ up short like a bonsai tree  

I got the lyrics that could not be computed  
Opposite o’ them ’cause I’m deeply rooted  
Matter fact, Harry Mack is comin’ off the head good  
They a bonsai, I’m a motherfuckin’ redwood  

H-Mack, I be reachin’ for the clouds  
Grab on the mic and I’m preachin’ hella loud  
Uh, y’all know they can’t get wit’ it  
Shout to my homie with the backwards fitted  

Uh, put you on the spot for the words  
I be spittin’ so absurd  
Every time I’m rhymin’, I’m deliverin’ the passion  
Callin’ out your fit and now I got you laughin’  

Ay, come off the top o’ the dome  
Showin’ ’em all how it should be  
Ay, he matched the black fitted cap  
To the black hoodie  

Ay, I put it down for all o’ my people  
And make ’em say, “Yo!”  
They jumpin’ up just to film on they phone  
Harry Mack really the illest with poems  

Yeah, rappers is steppin’ to Mack, uh, naw, they just stepped to the wrong guy  
Uh, I’m ’bout to limit they growth, ay, just like a bonsai  
Whoa, needin’ no body armor, nah, my lyrics is dumb fly  
Listen, me next to them, that’s a Ferrari right next to a Hyundai  

Rappers is steppin’ to Mack, uh, naw, they just stepped to the wrong guy  
What, I’m ’bout to limit they growth, ay, just like a bonsai  
Uh, needin’ no body armor, ay, my lyrics is dumb fly  
Ay, me next to them—one mo’ verse, one mo’ verse, listen, uh  

Yeah, yeah, every time I spit, I’m makin’ y’all listen  
All these rappers is claimin’ they driven?  
They be in a Hyundai, I’ma make ’em dismount  
Dawg, your car on discount  

Meanwhile I be pullin’ up in the Maserati  
All o’ my bars are godly  
Leave the track bodied, I might kill it then bury it  
They can’t really do it like Harry, kid  

Every time I rhyme, prove to y’all I got the best flow  
Like the poster behind you, they yellin’, “Death Row!”  
H-Mack, I be killin’ all these emcees  
When it come to bars, I’m the one they envy  

Turnin’ around like, “I cannot believe that,”  
He be sayin’, “What the fuck?!”  
Anytime Harry Mack be hoppin’ on the track  
Best believe I’m ’bout to cut that up  

Yeah, yeah, grip on the mic and I harm ya  
Better grab some body armor  
Trust me, you needin’ protection  
For them, I feel no affection  

Live on the mic and I’m flexin’  
Y’all know my lyrics is lethal  
Shout to the people that’s helpin’ me cook up  
These radio bangers when live on Omegle  

Rappers is steppin’ to Mack, uh, naw, they just stepped to the wrong guy  
Ay, I’m ’bout to limit they growth—like what—just like a bonsai  
Ay, needin’ no body armor, naw, my lyrics is dumb fly  
Whoa, me next to them, that’s a Ferrari right next to a Hyundai  

What!