[?]
I perform on your blog
She be snacking, eating corn on the cob
Mack on the lyrics, I'm doing it right
When it be coming to rhymes I'm too tight
Harry Mack, yo, I just rap with the bass
My man looking crazy with tats on his face
I love how you repping, I do it all day
You know what he say
He repping LA
Oh, my bad, I saw the colour in the sun
That ain't LA, I said it too soon
When on the mic I'm the ill rhyme creator
Now one debate that
Dude who's a Raider
Coming through hitting these rappers berzerking
[?] they hurting
When I be on it, number one performer
Representing live out here, California
Yeah that's where we at, you know that we ball hard
Both got magic 'cause they repping the All Stars
That's how it is, you know I bang
Plus it says that they rep Taylor Gang
That's how it is, I read it legit
When I'm on the mic you know the flows will not quit
I'm busting my shit off the top of the script
When I'm on the mic it's improvised and not writ
When I'm on the mic you know what I mean
My dude looking clean
The jacket is jeans
It's matching the pants
[?]
When I'm on the mic, I'm getting demand
Harry Mack when on the mic disrespect ya
Shout to my dude in the red and black checker
That's how it is, yo, I said it legit
Harry Mack on the mic and you know I won't quit
Improvise live, if you stop then I rap about you
Everything I spit it true
Do what you do
I'm making you think
You be matching black and the pink
I'm loving the outfit, you've got it together
It's Mack and I rock it
He eats the Takis
Then it is [?]
Harry Mack laid low
When on the mic you know I don't play though
[?]
Yeah, I'mma bona ya
Rep California
Sipping Corona
I'm in it, I pull out the bottle
My lyrics is going full throttle
Taking a drink and he's out in public
Don't give a fuck, my man, I love it
That's how we living
I keep on giving
When on the mic throw a rapper in prison
I'm the one that these rappers can't fuck with
They be handicapped like they need crutches
Shouts to my girls, she's moving on by
Off of the top, yo, my lyrics too fly
Harry Mack, I keep the mic in my hand
I be rapping from concrete on up to the sand
I perform on your blog
She be snacking, eating corn on the cob
Mack on the lyrics, I'm doing it right
When it be coming to rhymes I'm too tight
Harry Mack, yo, I just rap with the bass
My man looking crazy with tats on his face
I love how you repping, I do it all day
You know what he say
He repping LA
Oh, my bad, I saw the colour in the sun
That ain't LA, I said it too soon
When on the mic I'm the ill rhyme creator
Now one debate that
Dude who's a Raider
Coming through hitting these rappers berzerking
[?] they hurting
When I be on it, number one performer
Representing live out here, California
Yeah that's where we at, you know that we ball hard
Both got magic 'cause they repping the All Stars
That's how it is, you know I bang
Plus it says that they rep Taylor Gang
That's how it is, I read it legit
When I'm on the mic you know the flows will not quit
I'm busting my shit off the top of the script
When I'm on the mic it's improvised and not writ
When I'm on the mic you know what I mean
My dude looking clean
The jacket is jeans
It's matching the pants
[?]
When I'm on the mic, I'm getting demand
Harry Mack when on the mic disrespect ya
Shout to my dude in the red and black checker
That's how it is, yo, I said it legit
Harry Mack on the mic and you know I won't quit
Improvise live, if you stop then I rap about you
Everything I spit it true
Do what you do
I'm making you think
You be matching black and the pink
I'm loving the outfit, you've got it together
It's Mack and I rock it
He eats the Takis
Then it is [?]
Harry Mack laid low
When on the mic you know I don't play though
[?]
Yeah, I'mma bona ya
Rep California
Sipping Corona
I'm in it, I pull out the bottle
My lyrics is going full throttle
Taking a drink and he's out in public
Don't give a fuck, my man, I love it
That's how we living
I keep on giving
When on the mic throw a rapper in prison
I'm the one that these rappers can't fuck with
They be handicapped like they need crutches
Shouts to my girls, she's moving on by
Off of the top, yo, my lyrics too fly
Harry Mack, I keep the mic in my hand
I be rapping from concrete on up to the sand
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