Omegle Bars Episode 78 – Clip 1

Love, Radiator, Environment

FREESTYLE:

Obstacles, we be risin' above
I'm connectin' with my people, utilizin' my love
Yeah, and y'all know I represent for my art
I said I got a lot o' love, share it straight from my heart

Yeah, and y'all know that they got love for the man
I give it back to 'em—why?—I got love for my fans!
I got love for my people who be up on Omegle
I'm all about life, man, my flow's not lethal

I pull you out the coffin, I'mma give you life again
Yeah, rappers, they be askin' me to write for them
It's all love, homie, Harry Mack the one and only
Ayo, I'm 'bout to kill the game, least that's what they told me

Yeah, I'mma keep this true
You a rapper, dude? I got love for you!
Yeah, we gon' share love with each other, how it should be
Got love for the emcee in the white hoodie

Yeah, I got love on the double
I got love for all o' my people that's in the struggle
I got love for all o' my people that's on they grind
I got love for these lyrics, I got love for these rhymes

Let's get it, and when you this nice, you got crazy haters
Over beats, I bring heat like a radiator
Yeah, and y'all know I heat the room up
Every time I spit, I only kick the true stuff

Yeah, these lyrics never be the lame type
Hold up, wait a minute, homie, we both got the same mic
uh, my steez heavenly
We both recordin' verses on that SM7B

Yeah, yo, when I spit, you know I gotta keep it great
We in the place, check the way my mind radiates
We heatin' up; the track, I'm 'bout to beat it up
How many years has he been up? You know these rappers not completin' us!

I'm never on no heathen stuff but still I'm hot and devilish
Yeah, low down, somethin' that I couldn't settle with
I'm gonna keep on killin' it 'til my retirement
In the studio, my favorite environment

Yeah, and I'm boostin' myself
Yeah, gotta focus on that environmental health
Takin' care o' the planet, my flow is gigantic, my bars hard as granite
When I start to spit, you know I don't panic

I make you dance like this, back 'n forth with the fists
Yeah, changin' the environment from fog to mist
Yeah, open that up and now I see y'all clear
Yo, I gotta be one o' the dopest ones this year

Yeah, put it down for all my peeps 'n rhyme all directions
Like the mirror behind your head, they see how I'm reflectin'
I'mma make it happen, man, you know it's off the head
Shout my homie who be sleepin' in the bunk bed

Mack, I break it down for y'all, I radiate with energy
They know that rappers sick so Harry Mack gon' bring the remedies
I'm feelin' like there's ten o' me, I'm boostin' up my faculties
Puttin' my words together right off o' the top o' the dome so magically

What, I'm all up in it, check the way I perform
Yeah, rappers in the game, you know they 'bout to be scorned
Yeah, away from the mic, yo, I could never be torn
Yeah, good for your health, vitamin C from the orange

Yeah, I break it down for y'all, you know they get smothered
Yeah, I grab the 'orange' word, usin' that color
Yeah, I'm orange like cones you use for caution
Yeah, when I rhyme, you know I do this often

Dude's just awesome every single time I connect
I'm live 'n direct, check how many lives I affect
Shouts to my man, you know I had to get at you
I told 'im I'm a rhymer, he said, "Homie, I rap, too!"

Yeah, neither of us gon' be losers
He saw the piano, he said, "Dawg, you a producer?"
I said, "Nah, homie, not this time...
...But give me three creative words and I'mma bust my rhyme!"
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 78 – Clip 2

Knowledge, Pencil, Mouse

FREESTYLE:

Check it out, check it out, unh, yeah
I'm the rapper that they got to acknowledge
I shine when I rhyme, like some shoes when they polished
All the negativity is gettin' abolished

Every time that I be spittin', I be droppin' that knowledge
Let's go; in the game o' rap, I'mma triumph
I said I'm droppin' knowledge and I'm droppin' that science
I said the people dig the way that Mack'n can bring this

I said I'm droppin' mathematics and I'm droppin' the English
Yeah, and when I'm spittin', I be winnin' by all indications
I'm droppin' knowledge for my fans, I bring the information
Yeah, and I deliver like a e-mail

I'mma drop the knowledge, I'mma hit you with the details
Yeah, and y'all can't follow the flow
'Cause when it comes to rappin', Mack'n is too knowledgeable
Yeah, every time I spit, you know I'm keepin' my rhymes prime

I got a lot o' knowledge like as if I was Einstein
Open up my mind, you see all the facts now
You know I blow your mind when I deliver the rap style
I grip the mic and blackout, that's what it is

Yeah, all these other rappers should be mindin' they biz
I got you noddin' when I'm rockin', man, I do this too often
I cause a problem 'cos I'm awesome and my lyrics are shockin'
I break it down for all my people when I spit off the mental

I said I never write no rhymes, so I ain't usin' no pencil
Let's go, yeah, you know I'm 'bout to run your crew
Out o' town without usin' no pen or no number two
Pencil; I don't need it 'cos ya know I rock the cypher sober

I'm the highest quality like a Ticonderoga
Yeah, y'all know my lyrics will amaze ya
Styles, I'mma flip 'em, from pencil to the eraser
I break it down for my people, but I never have to erase or revise

I'm amazin' with vibes
I break it down for all o' y'all, I do it once again
My mark is permanent, I'm 'bout to use a pen
Are these rappers up on my level? I say hardly!

We gon' have a party, I'm permanent like a Sharpie
Let's go, I never use ink, I'm makin' you blink
I send these rappers to the shrink, I'mma make 'em have to drink
And have to smoke, they have to cope

'Cause every time I've finished rhymin', yo, these rappers broke
I'mma break 'em down the middle, man, I'm 'bout to zone
You wanna record it, you pullin' out your phone
I got creative words, now I spit 'em for y'all

Yeah, when I rhyme, I'm just displayin' rhythm for y'all
The kid is evolved, I'm 'bout to do it, y'all know what I'm 'bout
I'm known for gettin' busy every time I'm on my route
These freestyle lyrics, they be drippin' out my mouth

I'm stompin' on these rappers 'cos they puny as a mouse
Y'all know I'm 'bout to spit it all from the soul
It's like I hold on the mouse 'cos I'm takin' control
Yeah, yeah, and y'all know that I might strut in-

To the session just to pull up menus like the right button
Yeah, every time I spit it, I rip it
My flow is exquisite; you see the vid, you click it
Utilize the mouse; yo, my grind, it is tireless

I got the Logitech mouse that is wireless
H-Mack, man, you know I keep it charged
When it comes to lyrics, I go hard, I'mma leave you scarred
And when you stick with one brand, you get rewards

So I also got Logitech on the keyboard
Yeah, to rap about it is a honor
Shouts to Logitech but this video's not sponsored
I'm about to kill it when I spill it for the fans

When it be comin' to lyrics, you know that I make 'em say, “Damn!”
And my lyrics, they be too tight; he be in the blue light
All these other rappers know they gonna need a new mic
I'mma burn 'em; y'all know when I'm spittin', I be quite fly

Blue and white T-shirt, he got the stripe tie-dye
I'mma put it down for y'all, you know that I ain't no punk
When I rip it up, he be representin' Trippy Funk
I'mma do whatever I feel, draw a doodle

He said, “I just finished playin', now I got the noodles!”
Yeah, I'm all up in it indeed, got what you need
I'm makin' 'im bleed, movin' with incredible speed
I lead you to the slaughter, that's on my future son and daughter

You know he got the noodles but he also got the water
Gotta stay hydrated, yo, we can't forget it
'Cause every time I spit it, I defy the laws o' physics
I don't use no pencil off the mental, never click with mouse

I just tear it down with knowledge up in the house
Let's go!

Omegle Bars Episode 78 – Clip 3

Nail Polish, Fan, Rainbow

FREESTYLE:

Do it from the soul, that from-the-heart action
You coverin' your mouth before I even start rappin'
Soon as the beat drops, everyone can tell
I'mma start slow, then I'm certain to excel

Check the way we movin', daily I'm improvin'
Every time I'm rhymin', yo, the people start groovin'
Y'all know I'm comin' off top with the ill flow
Shout to the homie who be huggin' on the pillow

I'mma break it down for y'all when I'm up in the mix
These lyrics that I kick right off the top are infinite
Y'all know that when I rhyme, I bring the balance absurd
I said, "From y'all, I need three challengin' words!"

So we gon' start it like this, I'mma drop knowledge
Yeah, and my freestyles, y'all know they gotta be acknowledged
Hold up, we gon' call this
Blendin' many colors kinda like it's nail polish

Yeah, check the art that I use
My lyrics like nail polish, they hard to remove
Yeah, and y'all know we stay on forever when we rip
My mind, it could never be chipped

Yeah, I'mma do it for y'all, I never been frail
I'mma fill rappers with pain like they breakin' a nail
H-Mack, I'm up in it, y'all know I'mma hit it with the polish so it's clean
Show 'em all just what I mean

I make you cover your mouth 'cos they know I'm the man
I rhyme with no plan; now check the way my mental expands
I don't give a damn, y'all know I'm ready to jam
Yeah, shouts out to y'all 'cos y'all are my fans

Yeah, y'all know that I'm breakin' the rule
Somethin' like a fan, I be keepin' y'all cool
Every time I rhyme, I be certain to win
Turn your heads into fans 'cos I'm makin' 'em spin

Yeah, they know my lyrics oh-so-appealin'
I control the climate o' the room like fan on the ceilin'
I'mma break it down every time I'm improvisin'
I'mma get you higher 'cos the hot air rises

Yeah, they understand that I'm hard
Rappers blow, kinda like the fans in your car
Every time I rhyme, you know I make it look easy
I be heatin' up, I need a fan; now I'm a PC

My brain is a computer and I'm comin' from the future
Even from a distance, you know Harry Mack can shoot ya
I make it happen; every time I rhyme, I'm stayin' locked in
Like your flag, this is fifty years o' bein' awesome

Yeah, yo, I'm really on my mission
Fifty years o' bein' awesome, limited edition
Every time I rhyme, they know I'm 'bout to press a threat
They like, "Hold up, wait a minute, he just read off the cassette!"

Yeah, I'm doin' great, I'm 'bout to go ape
uh, shouts out to cassettes, we recordin' to tape
And every time I rhyme, I clear it out like Drano
I'mma shoot my shot and let it arch like a rainbow

H-Mack, man, I'm blendin' the colors
The track gettin' smothered, I'm smoother than butter, I do like none other
That's word to my mother; she's sayin', "Oh, my god!"
I keep it honest with you without no façade

They can't even believe it, man, I'm usin' they words
I'm truly absurd, I gotta be the dopest fuckin' dude that you heard
I'm makin' it happen, y'all know these rappers never really actin' right
You got the pillow and it's black 'n white

I grip up on the mic to lift you up, not damage you
Up on the bed, you got many stuffed animals
H-Mack, hold up, what the fuck did he say?
And I see you got the pants on, the PJs

Well, I be in the PJ–private jet
What I mean to say is Harry Mack's the flyest yet
I break it down and these rappers 'bout to get hurt
Shout the homie coverin' mouth in blue sweatshirt

Spit it off the tip o' this, lyrics too ridiculous
Keep a low pro' and I remain inconspicuous
Y'all know I'm 'bout to come off top with the heavy flair
Right behind the blue pillow, got the white teddy bear

Mack all up on it, I'mma make y'all my fans
I'mma make 'em understand, come off top without no plan
I'm killin' it when I be drillin' it all in your mental, my flow is essential
I do it without no utensil, no pen or pencil

Makin' it happen, I'm crazy when rappin', I'm takin' the action
You know that I'm movin' with the purity
I kill the game, most certainly
I know they ain't heard o' me but now they be my new fans

Every time I'm rhymin', rappers gotta come with new plans
Every time I'm off the top, y'all know I had to spit a flow
Thanks so much for bein' a part o' my rappin' video
H-Mack, y'all know I got flows they enjoy

If y'all messin' with the movement, go and make some noise
Let's go!