Omegle Bars Episode 74 – Clip 1

Balloon, Symptomatic, Orangutan

FREESTYLE:

Unh, yuh, yuh, yuh, okay
Unh, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayo
Grab up on the mic, y'all know I'm 'bout to flow 'n bust
We ain't never fallin' off, we just keep on goin' up

Yeah, yeah, I crush it when I'm showin' up
Shouts out to balloons 'cos H-Mack is really blowin' up
Yeah, e'e'ything I spit sounds rare
I be elevatin' like balloons with hot air

Yeah, rappers in the game, honestly, they never seein' him
Let me go, I keep increasin' higher 'n higher, no helium
Mack, I be all up in it; when I rhyme, man, my flow's infinite
And I told you when I step up to the podium to rhyme, I ain't never really soundin' timid

Yeah, I be all up on it, I'mma slaughter you soon
I'm about to make a splash, hunh, water balloon
H-Mack, yo, I'm gone right now, you know that I'm 'bout to damage foes
Matter fact, I'mma leave you twisted up–that be a balloon animal

H-Mack, I'm about to get it done, I be livin' out my purpose
Makin' balloon animals but I never been a clown and I'm not up in the circus
I be all up in the rap game spittin' out flames
Other emcees, they be makin' them claims

I'mma do my thing, I'mma let the track bang
I be shinin' bright kinda like your rings
Yeah, you know that my flow about to linger
I see you with them silver rings up on both fingers

Every time I spit, I'm deliverin' them beast rhymes
Index and the middle finger, wait, yo, that's a peace sign
H-Mack, I'm reppin' peace every time I spit the shit
I talk it and I'm livin' it, I never been no hypocrite

Yeah, and when it be comin' to lyrics, they know that I been the phattest
Unh, I am so sick, unh, I am so symptomatic
Yeah, off o' the top I be usin' my brain as a weapon
Asymptomatic but my disease still spreadin'

I get around the planet, I be spreadin' like a virus
When it come to bars, people know that I'm the livest
Preachin' like the reverend, Mack the best so let 'im in
Asymptomatic–they don't know they need the medicine

But I heal they pain when I spill them flames off the top and I help y'all focus
Unh, I be asymptomatic, unh, but I spread around just like COVID
Yeah, but the difference is I ain't 'bout to make you sick
Yeah, I'm about to heal yo' pain, I'mma give you a lift right [now] real quick

I'mma get you high like you smokin' a spliff, H-Mack, I be gettin' too busy
And I make they heads spin around and around until they finally get dizzy
I'm all up in it and my flow don't end
First, it was just one; I said, "Where's your friend?"

She said, “I got one here, one more out o' the room...
...I don't know where they at, I hope they come back soon!”
Yeah, H-Mack, I do the big shit, I'm never quaint
Ay, damn, you got the rings and the fingernail paint?

Got the pink for the color, I do like none other
My flow is fuckin' butter, I leave the track smothered
Yeah, y'all know we 'bout to aim them thangs
Ay, swingin' through the rhythm like orangutan

Hold up, yeah, grip up on the mic and I'mma wreck it
Y'all was lookin' panicked, I was gone for a second
They was like, “Yo, we just wanna listen, we wanna hear Harry flow!”
Then I disappeared for a second, but they all was like, “Where'd he go?”

Yeah, and y'all know that I get too loose when I bring this music
Yeah, every time that I rhyme off top, man, you know that I keep it fluid
Yeah, other rappers up in the game, they wishin' that they could do this
Orangutan, I just wanna prove to y'all that I used it

Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 74 – Clip 2

Barbecue, Piano, Street, Bedframe

FREESTYLE:

uh, yo, my flow is astoundin'
I'm rhymin' at the peak o' the mountain
Ten million different styles 'n countin'
Soon as the beat drops, yo, your head starts bouncin'

H-Mack, I be spillin' them poems
Your friend's like, "Yo, I gotta film on my phone...
...For real, I gotta capture this!"
'Cos Mack's the definition what a master is

Make you cover your mouth, unbelievable
My skill level on the track is inconceivable
uh, I'mma do right, my lyrics too tight
This for two girls chillin' in the blue light

We on Omegle and we makin' that connection
I'm known for kickin' lyrics in, like, every direction
Yeah, I get the cash and I'm gone
Yo, chill, you got your flashlight on

You 'bout to drain your whole battery, rappers be mad at me
Every time they rhyme, yo, they signal too staticky
I make you do like this with your hand
You grabbin' on the wrist, yo, this kid is the jam

Unbelievable, uh, I rep the hardest crew
I be grillin' emcees like a barbecue
Yeah, me killin' this beat is the ill part
When I'm finished with the track, it's covered with the grill marks

Yeah, every time I spit, it's a damn murder
I treat this instrumental somethin' like a hamburger
I got it flippin' when I'm rippin', plus it's drippin' in the sauce
Never missin' on my mission, make you listen to the boss

Yeah, Mack got them word schemes
uh, I'm livin' out my absurd dreams
Yeah, and my flow is off the handle
I got the keys like piano

Yeah, and I'm leavin' you floored
uh, with my people, I be strikin' a chord
Yeah, I'm 'bout to put it down 'cos we got them sweet flavors
C-E-G, that's a fuckin' C-major

H-Mack, I'mma teach you music theory
Turn it up louder so that everyone can hear me
Yeah, I'm off the handle when I rap
It's perfect, we can hear that piano on the track

Little sprinkles on the top, man, I treat this like a instrument
My skill set infinite, you know I always been the shit
That's why my people into it, I know that they lovin' it
H-Mack, even from a distance, they be judgin' it

They back again, it's up in my psyche
All up on your white T, you got the Swoosh for NIKE
Callin' out anythin' that I'm seein'
H-Mack, improvisin' and I'm freein'

Flowin' divine, I show 'em my mind
I'mma open my skull, break your spine, blowin' your mind
Sacred rhymes leakin' off the tip o' my tongue
The job o' rhymin', y'all know that I'm gettin' it done

I said I kill it when I'm on these beats
Every time I spit the flame, I bring that heat
I'm all out in the open 'cos I never been discreet
And e'erything we droppin', it be rattlin' the street

Yeah, you a joker, god, I'mma pull your card
Said we rhymin' out there on the boulevard
I be goin' hard, leave your soul so scarred
Yeah, anytime I'm rhymin', I be goin' off

H-Mack be the boss, I'mma let this beat shine
They know my cross section like a street sign
I'm at the cross section o' Rap and Improv
And at that intersection, I always been raw

I catch the interception and then I run it back
Ayo, I storm from the mind, hear the thunder clap
H-Mack, known for kickin' off-the-head slang
They be sleepin' on me; shake 'em out they bedframe

Yeah, we 'bout to make 'em all stand up
When I'm rhymin', man, I spit the unplanned stuff
And when I'm wilin' and straight-up freestylin'
I got your jaw droppin', I got both o' y'all smilin'

Listen, I bring the remedy, feelin' like there's ten o' me
I'm shinin' like your golden necklace, I got the energy
For real, I be all up in my feels
If they didn't know before, now they knowin' the deal
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 74 – Clip 3

Uninterested, Sweet Tea, Women

FREESTYLE:

Unh, man, I can't be tested
Close my eyes, dream it, then it's manifested
In these record labels, I ain't never invested
Sellin' my soul? I'm uninterested!
Yeah; for these other rappers, it's hopeless

Uninterested in losin' my focus
Uninterested in sellin' my soul now
Yeah, gotta keep it real, that's how it goes down
They were uninterested in my rhymes

'Til I finally got that mic up in my palm to shine
Said they was uninterested in my growth
'Til I started kickin' bars, now I'm doin' the most
Yeah, sometimes, you gotta bet on yourself

Unh, sometimes, you can't take no help
Sometimes, you can't just wait for the handout
Gotta go against the grain so you can stand out
They was uninterested, wasn't carin'

'Til I put my rhyme up in they speakers, started blarin'
Now, all of a sudden, yo, I'm the one they sharin'
Yeah, and I'm gettin' more shine than a earrin'
Yeah, Mack, man, I'm finally fuckin' holdin' it down

I'm a king, need a golden-ass crown
I be shinin' when I'm sittin' back, all in my throne
I'm in my zone on my own, never once been a clone
Now, listen, I feel like the industry gon' need me

Yeah, I be sippin' on my sweet tea
Yeah, styles get picked like boogers
Unh, y'all know we gon' sweeten with the sugar
Yeah, H-Mack, man, you know I'm 'bout to harm ya

Blend it with the lemonade, I got a Arnold Palmer
Yeah, I know these kids don't get me
Spit it swiftly; Arnold Palmer, fifty-fifty
'Cause on one side o' the scale, I'm rappin'

On the other side, I'm inspirin' more action
Tryna be a rappin' inspirational speaker
And y'all know I let my lyrics flow through your speakers
And I speak it from the soul, so it's never weaker

Every time I rhyme, yo, I'm channelin' the ether
Yeah, I got the lyrics they 'bout to sweat, fam
Unh, shouts to my homie rockin' the headband
H-mack, I break it down and you feel this

Every time that I'm rhymin', y'all know I'm shinin' with the realness
Yeah, I'm 'bout to smash
Unh, trust me, homie, you ain't even gotta ask
Yeah, twenty million years how long I'm 'bout to last

I ain't never slippin' 'cos I'm stayin' on my path
Yeah, H-Mack really got it like that
And I keep that sweet tea all in my glass
Yeah, but right now, T 'bout to stand for triumph

I get the sweet triumph 'cos I am a giant
Yeah, and y'all know I'm about to work another miracle
For me, yo, the T never 'bout to stand for 'terrible'
And I ain't drinkin' the tea

I ain't got some [?]1 'bout all these other emcees
I'm just holdin' down my peeps, lyrically I go deep
And my flow ain't never cheap, I be stayin' on the creep
I'm here workin' a miracle, the grand imperial

Be gettin' lyrical, eatin' rappers like Cheerios, the cereal
I'm back, y'all know I'm all on mine
Unh, H-Mack, I grab the mic and holla rhymes
Yeah, okay, hold up, I'm havin' a problem

Honestly, this happens too often
I forgot the third word you said to me
So can you take a moment to remind me, G?
[“Women.”] That's right!

Peace to all the women livin' they life
Yeah, ayo, we here to let he people know
Shouts to all o' the female CEOs
Shouts to all the women who's breakin' the standards

All the [women] who rewrite the rules and the answers
All o' the women that's out there raisin' they children
All o' the women that go for theirs like a villain
Stealin' the show when they all up in the spot

Every time I kick my lyric, people know that it's hot
And y'all know I grip up on the mic to perform
If it wasn't for a woman, then I wouldn't be born
Yeah, shouts to my mom for raisin' me

I'm puttin' all my words together so amazin'ly
And y'all know I got love for the women 'cos they stay fresh
Why in the fuck are they still gettin' paid less?
Yeah, ayo, you know we gotta slay that

I think it's time for us to get rid o' the pay gap
They makin' seventy percent of the dollar?
It don't make sense, yo, we gotta holla
Peace to all the women who be fightin' for they rights

And y'all know we goin' crazy but we still gon' keep it tight
And H-Mack, I'm 'bout to hold it down for my women
Right up off the top, I be spittin' the rap venom
I'm online, I'm trendin', it's been that way since the beginnin'

And any competition, I be winnin', I'm earnin' the blue ribbon
True spittin' off the tip o' this
H-Mack, grip up on the mic and then I'm rippin' it
What!