[Part 1]:
Uh, uh, yo they diggin' on this sound of mine
I'm 'bout to kick my rhymes while I'm moving down the line
I got the power, rappers step to Mack they get devoured
And when I flow, homie, I grow just like your flowers
It's H. Mack, every time I'm spittin' I sound dope
Shout my girl in the Herringbone and girl in the brown coat
Mack calls it out, everybody comes together
When it comes to rhymes I'm off the top, the people know I'm clever
Yeah, they goin' mad 'cause style is what I have
And when I'm spittin', yo, I got patterns just like yo' plaid or the checkerboard
Yo, I'm puttin' lyrics in your face
My flow's hella hot like my dude in the North Face
Yeah, he's got the coat on, I'm comin' with the dope songs
I'm never bored, shout my man in brown coat that's Cord?
Yeah, it's Mack up on it, yo, I got his head noddin'
Kickin' lyrics that are awesome do this very often
Uh, ayo, when I'm on the mic I'm in the great stance
Shout my girl in the white kicks and the grey pants
Callin' out whatever I'm seein', yo, I'm rippin'
I'm here outside the building, the flavor is Egyptian
I'm 'bout to do it off the top with lyrics out the barrel
I said I'm 'bout to break inside this building, it's the pharaohs
Yeah, I put it down forever, yo, I got the pure voice, the sure choice
Now shout my girl in black boots and the turquoise
Mack, I put it down forever, bars are way too clever
Yeah, you make me look underdressed rockin' your sweater
Uh, it's Mack up on it for eternity, I burn MC's
I be the illest off the top, the one they wanna learn to be
Uh, step to Mack, yo, you do it too soon
I go boom, shout my man in the Vans that's maroon
Yeah, Mack do it properly
When they step to me you know that they fail, plus he got the T-shirt that is grayscale
It's Harry Mack, man, you know I'mma aim this
Yo, that jacket looks dope, damn, I got the same shit
H&M, yo, we shop at the same stores
Harry Mack, I'm off the top, these rappers get slain more
Uh, ayo, I do it proper and they like me
I'm in my psyche, I just do it like Nike
Uh, I'm off the top when I bang with the styles
My homie got the B on his cap, we are "PALS"
Yeah, we come together as friends I be a fun guy
Ayo, plus he got the Vans that are untied
Uh, ayo, there's no one who can hold me up
This dude is mad excited he be mouthin' "holy fuck"
Ayo, I'm seein', yeah, I'm speakin' legit
He ain't have to say it out loud, I was readin' his lips
Uh, ayo, y'all know I don't write it before
He so impressed by the lyrics, walked inside of the door
Now he's comin' back out, I'm amazin' with rhymes
He went inside and thought "yo, I might lose my place in the line"
Now he's back again, Harry Mack, yo, I do it good
I go over your head like your hat over your hood
Yeah, I do it properly, put it together logically
When it be coming to hottest frees, ain't no one stoppin' me
Uh, I'm way too ill, you know I got the dopest vibe
Kinda like yo' Ray-Bans, you know my flow is polarised
Harry Mack, yo, I flex with the raps
I can see they polarised and you paid extra for that
That's what's up, through the high-five it connects
When it comes to kickin' lyrics I be live and direct
Uh, and when it comes to speakin' rhymes I'm forever dope
I said my lyrics is tough just like your leather coat
Ayo, I be out here makin' them moves
Ayo, this looks like nice leather I can tell that it's smooth
Uh, I do it off the top, y'all know that these rappers are not struttin'
He got the button up and did the top button
All the way up to the collar, I make you holla
Yo, when it be coming to rhymes I'm the freestyle scholar
Uh, ayo, y'all know I got passionate flows
You have a leather coat too, y'all are matchin' with those
H. Mack movin' on, they say my flow is scandalous
I'm doin' damages, he's representin' Los Angeles
Uh, ayo, I'm pretentious as hell
Wait, y'all got the polarised lenses as well
Uh, do y'all shop at the same sunglass hut?
Harry Mack I tear it up, other rappers gettin' cut
Like that y'all, ayo, I'm makin' y'all believers
Wakin' y'all like Sativa, she rockin' the fly FILA's
With the blue and the white, I'm way too tight
When it be comin' to the rhymes, yo, I stay outta sight
I do it right here and now, I be rockin' the crowd
My man he got the jewellery injected in brow
Yeah, it's Mack right now, I'm doin' it so ill
I grab the mic and spill, other rappers who I kill
Yeah, I get up on the mic I be lyrically blazin'
I seen she was lookin' back at me, in amazement
Now I'm here right now just to make it known
It's Harry Mack don't ever knock me out of my throne
Uh, ayo, y'all know I got ill-ass swag
I don't know the brand but that looks like a fancy bag
Uh, I pour raps, I probably couldn't afford that
Yo, I be mad controversial like Borat
Uh, shout to my man, yo, y'all know that the Mack says
What he says? Rappers like yo' buttons, they go halfway
I go the whole way out of control when I spit
Yo, I'm gone, bro, he got the stripes that's horizontal
I go beyond, yo, while I'm rippin' it
Harry Mack when it be comin' to rhymes I'm on some different shit
Uh, compared to rappers I be rappin' iller
I birthed a butterfly out of a caterpillar
Yeah, ayo, y'all know I'm beyond when I spark
I be beautiful just like a Monarch
That's a type of butterfly if y'all don't know, these boys bore me
These are those three-eyed aliens out of Toy Story
Ayo, I see that she got it on the case
I can rap about anything that's in front of my face
Yeah, anytime the beat plays the Mack goes off
Take a chance, I'm more advanced than an Apple watch
Yeah, I do it proper, man, while y'all rappers tryin'
I could say I'm wack, but then I would be lyin' (LION)
Get it? I be lyin' a lot
I don't know why these rappers even try to be hot
Uh, lyrics that I spit up off the top you know they stay clean
I'm 'bout to win in this game, that's not no "DAYDREAM"
Uh, readin' what I see he got it open
Lyrically I be provokin' when it comes to rhyme I'm dope as they come
Uh, y'all know that my lyrics is smokin' hot
I like how they stuck a couple hearts in your polka dots
Yeah, you gotta look close just to know
I boast with the flow, I'm roastin' my foes
Uh, I do it better, man, y'all know I got that true swag
You got lots of stuff on you so you need two bags
Yeah, ayo, I grab the mic and harm ya
The bag up to the right, ayo, the brand is Under Armour
The bag right here is from Film Festival
Everytime I grab the mic I cause cardiac arrest with flows
The best to go right offa the tip with non-written
I see you got the water bottle hidden
Yeah, Harry Mack, yo, they love the flare
Plus leftovers from earlier in a Tupperware
Sorry for creepin' in your bag, that's kinda weird
Harry Mack the dude who freestyles with the beard
Pound to my people just to let 'em know that it's love
When it be comin' to rhymes right offa the top, I'm risin' above
Uh, ayo, plug me in your channel through the panel
I'm off the mantle, lit like candle, he be rockin' flannel
Yeah, you know I got the hottest phlegm around
He ain't hear me rappin' 'bout him though 'cause he was bendin' down
Oh I see, hey yo, I see what you do
I got my cameraman but now we got alternative view
Uh, and when I do it, yo, I need no correction
This is very meta, this is some kind of filmin' inception
Ayo, we keep it all properly, put words together logically
When it comes to frees there ain't no stoppin' me, I'm poppin', G
Listen, I'm spittin' for y'all
Like these hieroglyphics, I'm winnin', it's written on walls
Yeah, Mack gotta give it, I spit it, I'm hella vivid through the whole rhyme
Ayo, I'm off the top we comin' with the dope rhyme
Yeah, y'all know that I slay the free
Shout to all the people up here looking away from me, standin' adjacently
Some o' y'all are vibin'
But Mack be leadin' all these MC's right to the slaughter
Uh, ayo, I got my cap on, that be my head swag
Shout my girl in blue and green stripes and the red bag
Yeah, I'm callin' what I see, do it free, easily
There's no other rapper who can mess with me
Uh, when it comes to rhymes I be the mellowest type
Shout to my homie in the blue shoes and the yellow and white
Every outfit that I'm seein' is incorporated easily
Aight, let's bounce from the line they don't believe in me
Uh, right to the back where the whole thing started
Harry Mack, from the mic, I cannot be parted, it's like that
Uh, uh, yo they diggin' on this sound of mine
I'm 'bout to kick my rhymes while I'm moving down the line
I got the power, rappers step to Mack they get devoured
And when I flow, homie, I grow just like your flowers
It's H. Mack, every time I'm spittin' I sound dope
Shout my girl in the Herringbone and girl in the brown coat
Mack calls it out, everybody comes together
When it comes to rhymes I'm off the top, the people know I'm clever
Yeah, they goin' mad 'cause style is what I have
And when I'm spittin', yo, I got patterns just like yo' plaid or the checkerboard
Yo, I'm puttin' lyrics in your face
My flow's hella hot like my dude in the North Face
Yeah, he's got the coat on, I'm comin' with the dope songs
I'm never bored, shout my man in brown coat that's Cord?
Yeah, it's Mack up on it, yo, I got his head noddin'
Kickin' lyrics that are awesome do this very often
Uh, ayo, when I'm on the mic I'm in the great stance
Shout my girl in the white kicks and the grey pants
Callin' out whatever I'm seein', yo, I'm rippin'
I'm here outside the building, the flavor is Egyptian
I'm 'bout to do it off the top with lyrics out the barrel
I said I'm 'bout to break inside this building, it's the pharaohs
Yeah, I put it down forever, yo, I got the pure voice, the sure choice
Now shout my girl in black boots and the turquoise
Mack, I put it down forever, bars are way too clever
Yeah, you make me look underdressed rockin' your sweater
Uh, it's Mack up on it for eternity, I burn MC's
I be the illest off the top, the one they wanna learn to be
Uh, step to Mack, yo, you do it too soon
I go boom, shout my man in the Vans that's maroon
Yeah, Mack do it properly
When they step to me you know that they fail, plus he got the T-shirt that is grayscale
It's Harry Mack, man, you know I'mma aim this
Yo, that jacket looks dope, damn, I got the same shit
H&M, yo, we shop at the same stores
Harry Mack, I'm off the top, these rappers get slain more
Uh, ayo, I do it proper and they like me
I'm in my psyche, I just do it like Nike
Uh, I'm off the top when I bang with the styles
My homie got the B on his cap, we are "PALS"
Yeah, we come together as friends I be a fun guy
Ayo, plus he got the Vans that are untied
Uh, ayo, there's no one who can hold me up
This dude is mad excited he be mouthin' "holy fuck"
Ayo, I'm seein', yeah, I'm speakin' legit
He ain't have to say it out loud, I was readin' his lips
Uh, ayo, y'all know I don't write it before
He so impressed by the lyrics, walked inside of the door
Now he's comin' back out, I'm amazin' with rhymes
He went inside and thought "yo, I might lose my place in the line"
Now he's back again, Harry Mack, yo, I do it good
I go over your head like your hat over your hood
Yeah, I do it properly, put it together logically
When it be coming to hottest frees, ain't no one stoppin' me
Uh, I'm way too ill, you know I got the dopest vibe
Kinda like yo' Ray-Bans, you know my flow is polarised
Harry Mack, yo, I flex with the raps
I can see they polarised and you paid extra for that
That's what's up, through the high-five it connects
When it comes to kickin' lyrics I be live and direct
Uh, and when it comes to speakin' rhymes I'm forever dope
I said my lyrics is tough just like your leather coat
Ayo, I be out here makin' them moves
Ayo, this looks like nice leather I can tell that it's smooth
Uh, I do it off the top, y'all know that these rappers are not struttin'
He got the button up and did the top button
All the way up to the collar, I make you holla
Yo, when it be coming to rhymes I'm the freestyle scholar
Uh, ayo, y'all know I got passionate flows
You have a leather coat too, y'all are matchin' with those
H. Mack movin' on, they say my flow is scandalous
I'm doin' damages, he's representin' Los Angeles
Uh, ayo, I'm pretentious as hell
Wait, y'all got the polarised lenses as well
Uh, do y'all shop at the same sunglass hut?
Harry Mack I tear it up, other rappers gettin' cut
Like that y'all, ayo, I'm makin' y'all believers
Wakin' y'all like Sativa, she rockin' the fly FILA's
With the blue and the white, I'm way too tight
When it be comin' to the rhymes, yo, I stay outta sight
I do it right here and now, I be rockin' the crowd
My man he got the jewellery injected in brow
Yeah, it's Mack right now, I'm doin' it so ill
I grab the mic and spill, other rappers who I kill
Yeah, I get up on the mic I be lyrically blazin'
I seen she was lookin' back at me, in amazement
Now I'm here right now just to make it known
It's Harry Mack don't ever knock me out of my throne
Uh, ayo, y'all know I got ill-ass swag
I don't know the brand but that looks like a fancy bag
Uh, I pour raps, I probably couldn't afford that
Yo, I be mad controversial like Borat
Uh, shout to my man, yo, y'all know that the Mack says
What he says? Rappers like yo' buttons, they go halfway
I go the whole way out of control when I spit
Yo, I'm gone, bro, he got the stripes that's horizontal
I go beyond, yo, while I'm rippin' it
Harry Mack when it be comin' to rhymes I'm on some different shit
Uh, compared to rappers I be rappin' iller
I birthed a butterfly out of a caterpillar
Yeah, ayo, y'all know I'm beyond when I spark
I be beautiful just like a Monarch
That's a type of butterfly if y'all don't know, these boys bore me
These are those three-eyed aliens out of Toy Story
Ayo, I see that she got it on the case
I can rap about anything that's in front of my face
Yeah, anytime the beat plays the Mack goes off
Take a chance, I'm more advanced than an Apple watch
Yeah, I do it proper, man, while y'all rappers tryin'
I could say I'm wack, but then I would be lyin' (LION)
Get it? I be lyin' a lot
I don't know why these rappers even try to be hot
Uh, lyrics that I spit up off the top you know they stay clean
I'm 'bout to win in this game, that's not no "DAYDREAM"
Uh, readin' what I see he got it open
Lyrically I be provokin' when it comes to rhyme I'm dope as they come
Uh, y'all know that my lyrics is smokin' hot
I like how they stuck a couple hearts in your polka dots
Yeah, you gotta look close just to know
I boast with the flow, I'm roastin' my foes
Uh, I do it better, man, y'all know I got that true swag
You got lots of stuff on you so you need two bags
Yeah, ayo, I grab the mic and harm ya
The bag up to the right, ayo, the brand is Under Armour
The bag right here is from Film Festival
Everytime I grab the mic I cause cardiac arrest with flows
The best to go right offa the tip with non-written
I see you got the water bottle hidden
Yeah, Harry Mack, yo, they love the flare
Plus leftovers from earlier in a Tupperware
Sorry for creepin' in your bag, that's kinda weird
Harry Mack the dude who freestyles with the beard
Pound to my people just to let 'em know that it's love
When it be comin' to rhymes right offa the top, I'm risin' above
Uh, ayo, plug me in your channel through the panel
I'm off the mantle, lit like candle, he be rockin' flannel
Yeah, you know I got the hottest phlegm around
He ain't hear me rappin' 'bout him though 'cause he was bendin' down
Oh I see, hey yo, I see what you do
I got my cameraman but now we got alternative view
Uh, and when I do it, yo, I need no correction
This is very meta, this is some kind of filmin' inception
Ayo, we keep it all properly, put words together logically
When it comes to frees there ain't no stoppin' me, I'm poppin', G
Listen, I'm spittin' for y'all
Like these hieroglyphics, I'm winnin', it's written on walls
Yeah, Mack gotta give it, I spit it, I'm hella vivid through the whole rhyme
Ayo, I'm off the top we comin' with the dope rhyme
Yeah, y'all know that I slay the free
Shout to all the people up here looking away from me, standin' adjacently
Some o' y'all are vibin'
But Mack be leadin' all these MC's right to the slaughter
Uh, ayo, I got my cap on, that be my head swag
Shout my girl in blue and green stripes and the red bag
Yeah, I'm callin' what I see, do it free, easily
There's no other rapper who can mess with me
Uh, when it comes to rhymes I be the mellowest type
Shout to my homie in the blue shoes and the yellow and white
Every outfit that I'm seein' is incorporated easily
Aight, let's bounce from the line they don't believe in me
Uh, right to the back where the whole thing started
Harry Mack, from the mic, I cannot be parted, it's like that
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