Omegle Bars Episode 16 – Clip 1

Pizza, Labradoodles, Ariana Grande

FREESTYLE:

I got the raw flows, y'all had better peep this
I'm eatin' rappers like pizza out the deep dish
I be improvisin' live with the raw flow
Deep dish pizza like you order from Chicago

Ayo, my lyrics is nice, y'all all enticed
Ayo, I'm eatin' rappers just like a New York slice
Yeah, ayo, y'all know I'm off the top with the cold shit
Rappers like a New York slice of pizza, they get folded

C'mon, I'm in the session, shouts out to my homies
Man, my lyrics, they be spicy like pizza with pepperoni
I'm on another level; the problem, I'm 'bout to solve it
Hit my pizza with the anchovy, onion and the olive

Yeah, y'all best believe me, I'mma make this shit look easy
Most these rappers kinda like a slice of pizza 'cos they cheesy
I'm the one; when I'm in it, man
Y'all know I draw it from the brain
Plugged in just like Google
Where my dogs? Labradoodles!

Ayo, I'm 'bout to show you all I'm a beast
I feel like a labradoodle when I break off my leash
I told you I'm about to get it, I got flavor like fennel
Over instrumentals off my mental, I break out the kennel

Just like a labradoodle that's crazed, Mack, I'mma navigate the maze
Light the track on fire, now it's 'bout to blaze
Yeah, I'm 'bout to do it, yo; rappers, they couldn't manage
Peace to my homie who be practicin' his Spanish

Yeah, I'm on another plane, fill rappers up with anguish
Yeah, ayo, he's tryna learn how to speak a new language
I'm 'bout to bang this off the top; rappers, they went the long way
I be tryna drop hits like Ariana Grande

Let's make it happen, I improvise with the crazy flow
I'mma do like Ariana all up on the radio
Yeah, 'cos y'all know Harry Mack is in charge
Speakin' o' Spanish, like Ariana's last name, I'm large

Heh, hey, Mack, I be on another plane, I do it big
Ayo, rappers best not be prepared for this ruthless kid
Ayo, my flow is off the handle
To the side o' you, I see you got that piano

Uh, I got the lyrics so cold that they freeze
She got the piano, well, Harry Mack got the keys
See, I got the keys just to open up doors
So I can get more opportunities while I explore

Yeah, ayo, I navigate this crazy world
She got the white and black shirt that says 'baby girl'
And also 'honey', it ain't nothin' funny, I'mma get the money
Harry Mack be shinin' like I'm sunny, never been a dummy

Let's go, ay, I get mean with the phlegm
I dig the way that she's leaning on him
Yeah, ayo, I'mma do this easily
Yeah, like the classic R&B song, 'Lean on Me'

Hey, I'm on another plane when I get down
Yeah, people, they be trippin' when I'm flippin' my sound
C'mon, had to tap in just to rap on Omegle
I feel blessed just to meet so many other dope people
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 16 – Clip 2

Dolphin, Orange, Eyelash

FREESTYLE:

Yo, any problem we be facin', man, y'all know that we solvin'
Mack got intelligence, I'm just like a dolphin
Anytime he's rappin', man, you know he's gon' go in
Feelin' like a dolphin as I swim through the ocean

Yeah, I'm never cheap and my bars never weak
I'm like a dolphin when I'm rhymin' 'cos I'm 'bout to go deep
Yeah, yo, once again, they can't fuck with him
Feel like a dolphin when I'm rhymin', y'all, I swim with my fin

I'm crackin' the surface on purpose, I be doin' me
I be cookin' up these rhymes so fluidly
Yeah, Mack all up in it and I'm rappin' again
Every time I do a line, she looks back at her friends

Like, "Did you hear that?"
—Ayo, it's unbelievable
Level o' skill I display is inconceivable
I be all up on it, check the way that I perform

I'mma peel back my chest flesh, kinda like a orange
Just to show you my heart, I hope the people get this
I'm breakin' rappers into little sections like citrus
Yeah, and straight to heaven, that's where I'mma send 'em

While we talkin' citrus, I got oranges, the limes and the lemons
All come together, check the way I'm on it, and every bar is honest
I'mma get it, I'mma keep it, that's a promise
I'm goin' in, ayo, the Mack is about to flow again

They didn't believe I really had lyrics, so now I be showin' them
I'm all up on it once again, gettin' busy with my fly ass
Yeah, I'mma just grow like a eyelash
I'mma have you relax like a wine glass

Yeah, plenty rappers on the list that I'm past
I'm on another plane, they call me fly kid
Yo, rappers be closin' they eyelids
What do I mean when I say it? Well, believe me!

Rappers closin' they eyelids 'cos they can't even see me
I'm makin' this look easy on another plane
Ayo, it's Harry Mack, I'm doin' lyrics off the brain
Ayo, we about to come with the lyrics that's strong

We got a redhead, a brunette, and one that's blonde
Shouts out the whole clique, I'mma call out the crew
When it comes to lyrics, they know that I'm followin' through
Ay, ayo, I be doin' words off the head

Got so excited, you almost knocked her off the bed
Yeah, ayo, I do my lyrics instantly
I'm just rappin', I ain't tryna cause a injury
Yeah, ayo, y'all know that I'm fresh with the rap shit

But please don't knock both your friends off the mattress
Yeah, yo, when it comes to lyrics, I'm swift
I'm the type o' emcee that could never be dissed
I'm so clever with flair, I forever am there

I got her throwin' it back, she straight up messed up her hair
H-Mack, I'm all up on it, lot o' rappers just don't get this
I'm the lover, no doubt, make her cover her mouth
Yeah, we be all up on it, I be rockin' for my people
Yeah, makin' brand new friends on Omegle
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 16 – Clip 3

Call of Duty, PlayStation, Basketball

FREESTYLE:

Never fakin' when creatin', goin' all in, truly
Gotta rhyme when the beat drops, that's my call o' duty
I be doin' what I'm feelin', livest with the creations
Bouncin' bars like basketball, I'm plugged in like PlayStation

Listen, uh, never slackin', I go all in, truly
Gotta rap when beats drop 'cos that's my call o' duty
Comin' off the brain with the rhymin' creations
Bouncin' bars like basketball, heh, plugged in like PlayStation

Let's go, uh, y'all know Harry Mack up on your computer
Ay, this my call o' duty, kinda like a first-person shooter
Ay, when I'm on the mic, man, you know I cut through 'em, kinda like a surgeon
Ay, word to Call o' Duty—every time I rhyme, man, it be first-person

Ay, I'm about to fill y'all up with the hope
Every time I rhyme, man, it sounds too dope
When it comes to lyrics, I be cleaner than soap
Kinda like Call o' Duty, lookin' through the scope

I'm about to hit ya, I'mma take y'all to war
I be doin' better than, like, anyone before
Harry Mack, yo, every time I rhyme, I'm 'bout to score
Like it's Rocket League, there's no stoppin' me

When I'm all up on the mic, I be rockin' y'all
He be in the car hittin' the soccer ball
He's about to go and try to score that goal
Every time I kick lyrics, yo, they comin' from the soul

Doin' me, and you know a tip what I be on
Shout to my man with the hat that is neon
Uh, you know he be rockin' the sweatshirt
Anytime they steppin' up to Mack, they 'bout to get hurt

Look, ay, y'all know I go all in, truly
When the beat drops, I'mma rap 'cos that's my call o' duty
I be comin' off the top with all the rhyme creations
Bouncin' bars like basketball, I'm plugged in like PlayStation

C'mon, ay, shout to PlayStation, ay, that shit's 'bout to go viral
Ay, I'm 'bout to plug in to PlayStation, I'm about to throw in Spyro
Ay, I'm about to do Final Fantasy
Ay, when I'm on the mic, I'm the one they cannot see

Ay, I be here from a whole nother planet, G
Ay, rappers, they are never understandin' me
C'mon, y'all know I come through with tricks galore
I used to play PlayStation but I really fucked with 64

Either way when I come off the top, the people knowin' my flows cool
Like PlayStation and N64, I be old school
Let's go, doin' what I'm feelin'; when I'm on it, I be killin' anybody gettin' near
When it come to lyrics, I be sharper than a motherfuckin' spear, I'm about to cut through your ear

Shout to my man playin' Rocket League, he ain't even really payin' attention
But he's the one that I'm 'bout to mention, I be off the top with the inventions
Let's go, ay, ay, y'all know I'mma holla truly
Ay, beat drops, I'mma rhyme, that's my call o' duty

Ay, comin' off the top with freestyle creations
Bouncin' rhymes like basketball, I'm plugged in like PlayStation
Uh, live on the mic when reportin'
If rap was basketball, they'd call me Jordan

Matter fact, I just be keepin' the flow free
If rhymes was basketball, they'd call me Kobe
R-I-P to the legend in the game
Yo, he's still goin' and he's really spittin' out the flames

Yeah, I'mma treat rap like my sport
This is basketball, I be live on the court
Yeah, you know I be comin' with the funk
I'mma go through the legs, I'mma hit the slam dunk

Harry Mack, man, you know I'm 'bout to hit it
Every time I'm on it, man, you know I'm 'bout to spit it
Yeah, you know how long it's gon' last
This dude is rappin', he's goin' real fast

Yeah, you know it's never gon' end
I take your words while you talk to friends
Throw 'em inside o' the verses I'm kickin'
Whenever I'm rhymin', they knowin' it's sick'nin'

I'm about to go right off o' the tip
I'm about to grab it, rockin' yo' shit
Y'all know we about to do what we do
Every time I rhyme, I spread like the flu

Spittin' for you, shout to my man
Harry Mack, I'mma make 'em all understand
Like that, ay, I be goin' all in, truly
When the beat drops, I rap, that's my call o' duty

Ay, ay, and y'all know I got them rhyme creations
Bouncin' bars like basketball, I'm plugged in like PlayStation
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 16 – Clip 4

Dessert, Dogs, Pillow, Croc, Candles

FREESTYLE:

Rappers, they steppin', they all gettin' hurt
I eat 'em up, kinda like a dessert
I'm gettin' down when I'm live on the beat
Kinda like ice cream, my lyrics is sweet

Uh, when I ain't got a mic, feel my hand itch
I be eatin' rappers like a ice cream sandwich
Mack all up in it and I never been fake
I'm comin' for the cookies, I'm comin' for the cake

I need that dessert, y'all know how I feel
Time for dessert 'cos I'm finished with my meal
Mack all up on it and you know I'm 'bout to flex, bruh
Finished with the main course, need somethin' extra

Bring me somethin' sweet with the sugar
Y'all know that I be the pressure cooker
And every time I'm on it, I'm about to keep it honest
And my styles, they get picked like boogers

I'mma do it just like this for my fans
Harry Mack gettin' busy every time he slam
Y'all know I'm goin' up; any competition, I'mma win it
They did not believe, they was actin' like some cynics

Now they online—
I come off top with the strong rhymes
No one be goin' beyond mine, let's go and get it
People be lovin' the way that I spit it

My god—when it comes to rhymes, I'm never flawed
I be sayin' wassup to all o' my dawgs
Harry Mack, I'm in it, and I really be a beast
Feelin' like a dog 'cos I'm breakin' off the leash

When it come to flavor, mine be like kennel
Kinda like a dog, I'm breakin' out the fennel
Harry Mack, I got the lyrics they sweat
Shouts out to my dogs, shouts out to my pets

Shouts out to my people, man, you know I'm goin' in
Harry Mack, they ain't really fuckin' with him
Yeah, spray rhymes; every time I spit, I stay prime
Shouts out the dogs, I be shoutin' the canines

Yeah, Harry Mack, I'm on
Comin' with the lyrics that are way too strong
Yeah, we gon' keep it movin' when I bust wit' a ill flow
Most these other rappers, they be softer than a pillow

Mack, when I'm on it, I be comin' through with phatness
Soft like a pillow, soft like a mattress
Uh, y'all know that you really need it
These other rappers soft like a Tempur-Pedic

Yeah, I put the ill flow in your face
Uh, cleanin' out like the pillow case
Uh, Harry Mack, man, you know I do it better
Rappers like a pillow, they be full up with feathers

Uh, y'all know I get ill with the skill
Reach inside the pillow, pull out a feather for the quill
Now I'm writin', and my lyrics too excitin'
Anytime I'm in the cypher, I be shinin'

Bright when I do it, I kick my lyrics nonstop
Holes in your style like Crocs
Mack, y'all know the way I throw down
E'erybody diggin' on the freestyle sound

Uh, I'm about to rock a while
I be rockin' Crocs hangin' with crocodiles
H-Mack snappin' on all my haters
Shouts to crocodiles and the alligators

Yeah, y'all know my flow is true
I rock Crocs, you know I got holes in my shoes
Mack all up in it, I'm infinite off the handle
Rockin' sandals, I be lit like a candle

Uh, and they want it in the worst way
Lit like a candle on your cake for your birthday
Uh, I said it's no façade
I used the word 'dog'; then she yells, "Oh, my god!"

I never take a loss, y'all know I'm the lyrical boss
Yeah, I'm so cold I be covered in frost
Yeah, right behind your head, you still got the cross
I'm still in my zone, bangin' on the microphone

Y'all know the way that I do
We posted that up all on YouTube
Y'all didn't know that I was a dude
Didn't know you would have three hundred thousand views

Now we out here makin' you famous
Harry Mack, yo, I be makin' them statements
Yeah, y'all know my music gon' win
Hold up, we about to do it again

Yeah, and y'all know I'm a bigger threat
We gon' make you famous on the Internet
Yeah, on my enemies, I'm 'bout to close in
Thanks for hoppin' all up in the comments and postin'
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