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Omegle Bars Episode 45 - Part 1 - Chicken, Binoculars, Aerodynamics, Bacon, Madagascar, Blasphemy
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Harry Mack
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Yuh, yuh, yuh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, ah, okay, ah Check the way that I'm rippin', man, I got 'em all flippin' I leave rappers terrified, they be scared, they be chicken Yeah, check the way I'm doin' it, that freestyle guy Word to chicken, word to birds, 'cause my lyrics too fly I be comin' off the tip o' this and spittin' the best H-Mack, I cook you up just like a chicken breast Yeah, I ain't got no time to kick it with these dumb sh*ts Word to chicken legs, I got rhythm like drumsticks Mack on another level when I do my thing Improvisеd, leave you fried, somеthin' like some chicken wings Yeah, you think you on my level, problem is you not, boss I'm spicy like some chicken wings up in the hot sauce Follow along, killin' the song, none of these rappers have heard me Similar but we be different, they be a chicken, I'm turkey Bigger and badder when I'm takin' flight, everything that I grab on the mic Just to recite sounds like somethin' you might sit down to write But it's improvised constantly, I bomb emcees, I'm droppin' words Ayo, I'm seein' to a distance, no binoculars Yeah, everything I'm spittin' soundin' hella dope They couldn't see me even if they had a telescope H-Mack, man, my vibe ain't never subtle, you in trouble Couldn't see me if you's watchin' on the Hubble Listen, I'm in another galaxy, another stratosphere Breakin' through the atmosphere, the dopest figure, that was clear Wait, I'm breakin' through the atmosphere when I slam it? I guess I'm in a spacecraft that's aerodynamic! See, Mack takin' flight when he's doin' his thing I'm movin' fast, aerodynamic when spreadin' my wings Now follow me there, I'm 'bout to blast ya, I'm movin' past ya I make ya gasp for air like asthma, I'm like NASA I'm leavin' the surface and livin' my purpose, these rappers is worthless When I'm spittin', they be sweatin', they nervous I keep it goin'! Yeah, the Mack ain't never fakin' Fryin' instrumentals like we cookin' up some bacon Every time I'm spittin', people know we gettin' reckless Damn, that smells good! Bacon is for breakfast! We got the eggs as well, I'm goin' over easy Rappers tryna spit like me but they do not please me I'm so sick, I'm queasy, I'm 'bout to vomit I crack your planet with the comet Mack is fully up on it I keep it honest, that's a promise Yo, I'ma keep on goin' when I blast bars From L.A. to Madagascar Ayo, you didn't think my brain could stretch that far Heyo, I race around these tracks just like a NASCAR Ayo, it has to be so, y'all know we here to cause catastrophes Actually, I'ma cause a casualty casually, I'm rollin' with my faculties And utilizin' faculties to smash emcees Yeah, holla back, my G That Mack emcee be goin' deeper, y'all know what we on Brand new lyrics is about to get spawned Hold up, Madagascar is what I heard And now I'm tryna remember, "What was the last word?" Heyo, I'm here for all o' y'all, somebody remind me Oh, it's blasphemy! You shoulda asked for me I did that whole scheme about casually causing casualties And that shoulda come after, G But now I'll work it in, you better know the scheme It's H-Mack, I be out here livin' my dream Yeah, I grip up on the M-I-C and I create for y'all How many people on screen?! Shout to all eight o' y'all! H-yeah, I know all around the world, they heard me Peace the homie with the basketball, homie in red jersey Yeah, I get loose when I free these flows He got the ADIDAS® jersey that says BMO Harry Mack, I keep it movin', when I'm rockin', they gon' get amped Shout the homie leanin' in rockin' the gray sweatpants Hold up, and they be blown away by what I do for y'all Then again, gray sweatpants applies to two o' y'all Ayo, y'all know I live my dream with ease This homie got his arm straight up leaned on the knee Yeah, arm stretchin' across, I wreck like a boss Yeah, when it be comin' to lyrics, you know that I never be takin' no loss I just go in, I'm goin' deep when I be lyrically all in a creep, I'm never cheap All o' these rappers, they claim that they flexin', but they hella weak Listen, I'm off the tip o' the dome droppin' these fly poems Peace to the homie in the back up on the iPhone What! [Transcribed by Nick @plebcrabslayer, Ethan @ethan]
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