Letra Take 1 (Freestyle - Guerrilla Bars 12) par Harry Mack

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Excuse me... yo, how're you guys doing today?
(Good)
Hell yeah, my name is Harry Mack, I'm a freestyle rapper
We're making content for my YouTube channel
(Ok...)
I was wondering if you guys might be down to, like, throw out words and topics for me to freestyle about real quick?
(Yea, alright)
Hell yeah! Let's get it!
{Dope beat starts playing}
Uhh... let me check I'm recording...
Oh yea, we're good. Alright, what you got?
(Uh, sand)
SAND?!
(Yea)
Hell yeah! Uh, uh, yea...]

Check it, I improvise it, I bust without a plan
Rappers is some rocks, I'mma crush 'em into sand
Harry Mack, I'm kicking lyrics that stay outta reach
I crushed so many rappers into sand I made a beach

Yo, check the way I do it I be gettin' free
And my flow is deeply rooted kinda like a palm tree
Uh, I just be growing like directly to the sky
Most these rappers they do not affect my, they ain't fly

Yo, check it, told you I'mma see a spike
In my level cause I keep my balance like a bike
C'mon, I'm never falling man, you know I'm insane for real
Rappers immature, when they on bikes they need some training wheels

Yeah, Harry Mack y'all know my flow is up I'm dope as f**k
In fact if you step to Mack I might crack your coconut
Ey, I'm coming off the top so come get live with me
Ey yo, they know my name in more than five cities

Yeah, ey yo I call it out so proper, what you say? (mansion)
Yea, here's where I'mma stay
Yo, check it, cause my whole life I be enhancin'
I'm tryin' to get up out my apartment and in a mansion

Yeah, ey yo, I consume these dudes
I'm gonna be in a building with way too many rooms to use
Yea - what was it? - (backwoods) Yo, I got the rap verse
Ey yo, I'm smoking out the backwoods

Ey yo, I'm 'bout to roll it up, I don't stunt
I love to smoke cannabis, if I'm being blunt
Yea, ey yo, we light it with the BIC
Yea, I'm about to do this sh*t here real quick

C'mon, ey yo, I'm about to flame 'em like propane
Innovate like Coltrane, wick 'em up like cocaine
Rappers they have no brain, yeah, I don't give a f**k
I'm about to treat this verse like drugs: sniff it up

Ah, now I'm feeling it y'all know it's fast, never no ballad
I'm eating rappers kinda like a fruit salad
Way I do my thing it got the pineapple, slice it up
When it be coming to lyrics up off of the top of brain I be nice as f**k

- (Bird) Uh, what was it? (bird) -

Yo, I fly like a bird, I'm live with the words
My lyrics absurd, I keep the verse lit
I'm dropping out the sky like some bird sh*t
I told you just to fly over their heads is my purpose

Yo, they saw me walk up they were like 'this dude, he can't be raw!'
Now they hear me on the beat, I'm sweeter than a candy store
It's Harry Mack, yo, I'm here with the service
I'm making rappers nervous, they should run and make a purchase

Yeah, never no fake lord
I do it on take 1 they do it on take 4
Yea, they make a little money, homie, I make more
That's why all the pretty women roll with me like I'm a skateboard

Harry Mack, yo, I'm off the top, keep the words amped
I told you bust a 360° out of the vert ramp
Yea, yo, you know I'm 'bout to smash this
I'm throwing rappers shade like I'm wearing sunglasses

Ah, I put it together, nobody is better, lyrics is clever
Told you when I be all on the mic I'm masterful just like I'm Shredder
Doin' it ill (golden retriever)
Letting my lyrics instill

You best believe ya
Man, I get you high like a sativa
I'm the No. 1 achiever
If you throw a mic I run out and fetch it: golden retriever

Ah, yea, puttin' all the words in the verse
Shout out to y'all just for stopping man, my girl with the purse
It's Harry Mack, y'all, Hahaha, appreciate you guys, man, cheers!
Thank you! Ha-hell yeah... ey ey ey ey, let's go!