Omegle Bars Episode 75 – Clip 1

Magnetic, Cactus, School Bus

FREESTYLE:

Off o' the top, don't need no edit; all o' these rappers, they soundin' pathetic
Meant every word, that's if I said it; pullin' 'em in, my flow is magnetic
uh, I speak on shit that I live; uh, I got my whole heart to give
uh, y'all know I'm cold; ay, ay, I'm just like the fridge

Where you be puttin' your magnets up whenever you holdin' your pictures
Ay, all o' the greatest rappers you heard, Harry Mack just like a mixture
uh, I make it happen, my lyrics is cold, spittin' my bars direct from the soul
Ay, shouts out to magnets, I'm pullin' 'em in with the poles

Y'all know I'm gettin' it done
Yeah, yeah, y'all know I hold it down like gravity
Every time I'm comin' off the top o' the dome, they refer to H-Mack as His Majesty
Yeah, I be goin' in right now

Ay, make your head spin right now
Ay, any competition, I be on a mission, y'all know I'mma win right now
I'mma make your head nod, I be the rapsmith
uh, there ain't no way you could act this

Ooh, y'all know Harry Mack is a savage
Ooh, and I stay sharp like a cactus
Ooh, y'all know I'm doin' much better
Ay, lyrics that I kick too clever

Ay, told ya I'm the freestyle cactus
Yeah, I could survive in the desert
Yeah, I could survive through the drought
I'm lettin' these lyrics pour out o' my mouth

Changin' the game, that's what I'm about, I'm enhancin'
Your vibe while you dancin'
She got her hand up, she ready to wave it around
Ay, every time that I come off the top, they diggin' the way that I sound

Yeah, I'mma make it happen every time I create
I'mma smoke the mic just like you smokin' the vape
Yeah, you know I'm best in my circle
I like that vape, yo, the color is purple

H-Mack, I got major vibes, bruh
You know I'mma smoke 'em like a vaporizer
Comin' off the tip o' this with the hypest crew
When you smoke it, the light is blue

You be blowin' out clouds
uh, when I spit, they turn me loud
I'mma make my family proud
Hold up, that, right there, is a vow

uh, never spit the weak shit, only spit the cool stuff
I was dreamin' o' this when I's still up on the school bus
Yeah, H-Mack, hundred bars, that's a century
uh, on the school bus back in elementary

Me and the homie named Elan
Was tryin' to write our little songs
Y'all know all o' them songs was trash
Usin' the vocab words from class

uh, I make 'em yell out, "Holy shit!"
I'm on the mic, I'm controllin' it
Every time he rhymes, yo, they know he's sick
H-Mack be on that explosive shit

Yeah, you know when I rhyme, I rap rare
One has kinda brown hair, the other two have black hair
Callin' out the girls that I'm seein' on the screen
Now they clap over they head because I'm reppin' for they team

Yeah, do what I do, shinin' just like high beams
Matter fact, I'm shinin' like yo' background TV screen
H-Mack, I'm up in it, every bar that I bring hype
Rappers couldn't hang even if they was yo' string lights

uh, are they better than the Mack? I be sayin' I think not!
Shouts to the girl who be dancin' hard all up in the white tank top
Yeah, I'm 'bout to kill it; my flow, it be hot as a skillet
You know that I'm up in the buildin'

These lyrics I'm kickin', they truly are one in a million
You know I be spazzin', I'm spittin' with passion
I'm takin' that action, it's Harry-the-Mackin'
I'm rockin' my people, my lyrics are lethal
You know I have no equal up on Omegle
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 75 – Clip 2

Reebok, Ping Pong, Violin

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah, I be bangin' through your speakers
Reebok be a brand for some sneakers
Yeah, can't nobody really do it like me
But H-Mack prefer to earn checks like NIKE

Stripes like ADIDAS, y'all know I'm spreadin' like a rumor
I'm leapin' over tracks like a puma
I'm here for the real heads, not average consumers
When I spit a verse, you know I'm 'bout to send it through ya

Yeah, I rock so loud, I leave the speaker dead
I got a collection, somethin' like a sneaker head
But see, I'on't need a collection o' shoes
I got a collection o' bars, a collection o' moves

A collection o' techniques, a collection o' styles
A collection o' rhythms, so whole collective goes wild
Whenever I spit, y'all know I be breakin' it down
Amazin' 'em now, I come through with the craziest sound

Yeah, my flow the sickest, y'all know I get wicked
Shouts out to Reebok, I'm yellin', "Can I kick it?"
H-Mack, I'm here; when I'm spittin', they run up
And when I rhyme, I'm like a Reebok, I'm gettin' pumped up

Yeah, Mack all up on it, that's a fact
I'm known for gettin' busy when I'm kickin' all these raps
Y'all know that I'm really 'bout to make it smack
I connect like a Reebok to the track

When I'm sprintin', y'all know I'm winnin', I'm movin' like I'm Usain Bolt
I'mma hit you with ten thousand volts
Of electricity, exquisitely, I throw it down
Shouts to J.S. Bach, the composer with the sound

Yeah, and y'all know I'mma start to win
Word to Bach, if we had a convo regardin' him
And we put it in the e-mail, we would hit the sweet spot
In the subject of the e-mail, I'd say
Re: Bach

Yeah, H-Mack, I extend it
Believe if I said it on the track, then I meant it
My flow is too stupendous, y'all know we get this thing on
I'm never sing-song, rappers wanna go back 'n forth like it's ping-pong

Like we playin' tennis
I'mma cause a ruckus like I was Dennis the Menace
Flow is astoundin'; every time I rhyme, I'm 'bout to douse them
I'm movin' like a ping-pong ball that's bouncin'

Back 'n forth up on the table, hittin' the paddle
Y'all know that every flow is fatal, here to Seattle
I'm disconnectin' rappers' cables, winnin' the battle
I never sign with fuckin' labels, won't run 'n taddle

I'm keepin' it independent, y'all know when rappin'
I'm goin' batshit; the ping-pong ball, I'mma smack it
Yeah, when I rhyme, they love it, they more than like it
I get 'em the hypest; when the ping-pong ball comes, I'mma spike it

I'mma throw it down, believe that, he's back again
Whenever we be rappin', we be guaranteed to win
Yeah, I'm spittin' what I know
uh, and I be gettin' vivid every time I kick a flow

Now, I mentioned J.S. Bach, it was kind of a stretch
But I had to say his name so I could bring him up next
See, if you think that you composin', homie, you should try again
'Cos I be writin' for the symphony, I'm talkin' violins

And violas, I mean, my techniques is magical
I'm writing for the cello and bass, I'm spittin' classical
H-Mack, I'm factual, y'all know I be stoppin' ya
I'm blockin' ya, every time I hear the beat, I chop it up

I lift you up, I'm droppin' ya, I'm classical like opera
I'm wailin' out, y'all know that the Mack is never failin' now
Yeah, 'fore they step to me, they better think first
I like how you got pink lights and pink shirt

You matched it together, I'm rappin' too clever
I'm lastin' forever, the Mack is like Shredder
That means I'm masterful; under the ground, the thunder gon' pound
They wonderin' how I put it together

I'm clever, I last forever, can't measure
These bars that I'm kickin' are sickenin', the way that I'm rippin'
The scale, I'm tippin'; y'all know I'm out here bringin' my vision
Got 'im noddin', do it often, man, you know we gotta get props

He watched the vids on YouTube and also up on TikTok
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 75 – Clip 3

Interstellar, Mathematical, Trigonometry

FREESTYLE:

Yeah, yeah, check, check
Check, check, check
I got that underground sound bumpin' out the cellar
I told you I could kill it over beats or a cappella

Much love to Slick Rick 'cos I'm a storyteller
I'm leavin' off from Earth, y'all know my flow is interstellar
I be out there in the cosmos
Am I the illest that you heard? Boy, I thought so!

Yeah, and I pack flavor like tacos
Unh, mad energies, you know we brought those every time we rock flows
Yeah, y'all know I'm goin' in hard, ay, see me out there by the stars
Ay, matter fact, I'm goin' further, ay, I'm in the rover on Mars

Yeah, y'all know I'm drivin' around it, ay, I'm on a whole nother planet
Ay, when I be flowin' right off o' the top, they know that the flow is gigantic
I'm doin' it bigger, I'm thinkin' much quicker
My lyrics are sicker; yo, how do you figure?

Harry Mack comin' through really to kill it
You know that I grab on the mic and I spill it
One in a million whenever I'm flippin', they lovin' the way that I'm rippin'
The scale, I be tippin'

Y'all know I come with the rap verse
Should to my man with the cap on backwards
Yeah, you know that I came in with the strong flair
He got the black cap, she got the blonde hair

H-Mack, man, you know I'm 'bout to do it hella phat
I said, "I'm gon' need one from you up in the back!"
Yeah, when I spit, never no average flow, every move I make is [tactical]
I go to places I have to go, all o' my bars are mathematical

You know my lyrics amazin', I'm lyrically blazin', I'm solvin', like, every equation
I'm goin' in deeper, unh, when I be spittin', I'm gettin' you lifted like reefer
Yeah, and y'all know that I'm the boss, the best
Ay, you got the strap that goes across the chest

Yeah, H-Mack, you know I'm facin' the challenge
And like your strap, I make 'em lean to the side like italics
Matter fact, I get the cash, leave 'em with a gash
I slice 'em, 'cos like your strap, I'mma leave 'em slashed

H-Mack, I'm gettin' to the paper and the cash
When I get it, I'mma dip, I be on a dash
Like a hyphen, y'all know I be flowin' too free
Shout to the girl up in the black shirt who be holdin' her knee

Yeah, Mack, I break it down, other rappers just some wannabes
I be goin' deep like I study trigonometry
Yeah, told you my flow is much sicker, think o' my lyrics much quicker
Yeah, shouts out the first two syllables, Mack'n is pullin' the trigger

Yeah, shootin' my shot whenever I'm on it, you know what I'm 'bout
Ay, I'm gettin' busy, I'm doin' mathematics whenever I'm up on my route
I feel like mathematical professor when I drop that cold lecture
Put the whole game under pressure; comin' off top, that's forever

Never gonna slip, believe that I'm raw
I popped up on your screen, he's like, “Hold up, I seen you before!”
Yeah, y'all know I'mma get props for representin' hip hop
You seen my fuckin' vids drop, you seen 'em up on TikTok

I'm leavin' rappers lip-locked2, y'all know that I'm 'bout to never fail
Shout my girl with rings on and painted nails
I'm kickin' the lyrics to lift you up, you know that I'm never gon' harm ya
My homie, he got the cap and the strap, and plus he be rockin' that Under Armour

I'm growin' just like the crops grown by a farmer
Heh, ayo, y'all know I'm increasin' my karma
Yeah, kill 'em when I spill it off the tip o' this, my lyrics too ridiculous
Whenever I be doin' what I'm feelin', I'm one in a million

When I be drillin' my name up in your mental
You know my freestyle skills are essential
I got your jaw droppin' down to the floor, they never heard me before
You know that I'm raw, I'm somethin' like sushi

I'm killin' it truly; whenever I rhyme, I be a beauty
H-Mack livin' out his life like a movie
Doin' it better than all the rest o' them, I'm testin' them whenever I be puttin' it down
And people around the whole planet, they fuckin' with it, lovin' my sound

Yeah, y'all know I spit it raw, that's for sure
Yo, kill the beat, go on, pick your fuckin' jaws off the floor
It's Harry Mack!