[Intro: Harry Mack]
Yeah, yeah, ay, ay, ay, yeah, yeah, one two, c'mon
One two, c'mon, one two, c'mon, one two
[Verse: Harry Mack]
Ayo, he said, "Are you about to do a trick for me?"
I said, kind of, but I'ma do it differently
'Cause, see, the rhymes I deliver, they are fully absurd
Before I do my magic trick, I'm 'bout to need three words
Uhh, H-Mack, I be strikin' the song
I'm workin' magic, check the way I turn the mic to a wand
I'm comin' off the tip o' this, these tracks, I stay lacin'
Plugged into yo' vibe like we playin' PlayStation
Holdin' the controller, I'm the high roller
Thought I told ya, heavy like a boulder
All my lyrics soundin' colder, c'mon
I really enlist in hip hop and all o' this
PlayStation, I'ma pull out the disc
Yeah, got it on a CD-ROM, let's put it all up in the console
Lyrics that I'm kickin' are beyond swoll
Yeah, and all my lyrics be the hardest
But my favorite console didn't use a disc, it used a cartridge
I'm talkin' 'bout N64, I hope y'all get the message
When it be comin' to bars right off o' the tip o' the mental
No one can test this
Yeah, and I always spit it phat
Never hear me with a flow that's whack
My styles is throwback just like PlayStation 1
We gettin' it done
H-Mack, whenever I'm rhymin', y'all know that I shine like the sun
Come on, hot in the session, I be slayin' them lames
Word to PlayStation, but Mack ain't even playin' no games
Hold up, ay, for me to change the game, it is nothin'
It's like I'm holdin' the controller 'cause I'm pressin' the button
To cause ultimate devastation when I'm up in the zone
Rhymes get directed, mind stays connected like phone
Hold up, yeah, they know that they styles get stuck
If you want some real skills, y'all can dial me up
H-Mack, man, y'all know that I spit it so divine
Ay, I give my phone number, you can hit me on my line
Hold up, wait a second, then again
That could cause a bigger threat
If I give you my phone number on the Internet
I'm just bein' honest, H-Mack, I'm here to flex
Ay, you can dial my number or hit me with a text
Ay, word to a text 'cause I'ma deliver the message
And when it comes to freestyles, can't nobody test it
I manifest it, I come through with the free vocals
Connected like Verizon, AT&T, T-Mobile
Pick your provider, I'm sick in the cypher
H-Mack, every time I rip, they get hyper
Yeah, and I'm about to tell you, sir
Tapped in wherever I'm at, like cellular
I'm plugged into the tower, rappers get devoured
When they locked into my flow station
Due to my phone, they know my location
Government trackin' from how I be rappin'
They like, "What's goin' on with this magician named Harry Mack'n?"
They wanna see exactly how I do it
Y'all know I get the loosest when I kick the fluid
Y'all shoulda knew it from the beginnin', I'm winnin'
And y'all know I'm that kid
They tracked my phone location from the towers up on the grid
Now they know where I'm at and they know what I buy
And they know how I rap and they know that I'm fly
And they know I do songs for people on screens
And they know 'bout my producer, they know 'bout my team
I think they know 'bout my address
They surely know my phone number
Yeah, they could find me whether winter, fall or summer
Regardless of the season, phone lets them track me
I'm just droppin' facts, G, this is Harry Mack, G
Check the way we on it, man, I'm stayin' on my creep
Rappers don't know nothin' 'bout me 'cause they always stay asleep
Every time I spit, I'm dope, I be fillin' y'all with hope
All these rappers, they were sleepin', but when I spit, I be woke
C'mon, and y'all know these rappers really do me harm, not
I'ma wake you up in the mornin' like an alarm clock
Can't nobody stop me, they fall asleep, they drop, G
While I don't spit saliva, I be spittin' raw coffee
Yeah, H-Mack off the top, I kick a fresh flow
Am I the best, bro? Wake ya like espresso
Doin' what I'm feelin', I'ma keep it free
That free emcee, so homie, never sleep on me
It's like that!
Yeah, yeah, ay, ay, ay, yeah, yeah, one two, c'mon
One two, c'mon, one two, c'mon, one two
[Verse: Harry Mack]
Ayo, he said, "Are you about to do a trick for me?"
I said, kind of, but I'ma do it differently
'Cause, see, the rhymes I deliver, they are fully absurd
Before I do my magic trick, I'm 'bout to need three words
Uhh, H-Mack, I be strikin' the song
I'm workin' magic, check the way I turn the mic to a wand
I'm comin' off the tip o' this, these tracks, I stay lacin'
Plugged into yo' vibe like we playin' PlayStation
Holdin' the controller, I'm the high roller
Thought I told ya, heavy like a boulder
All my lyrics soundin' colder, c'mon
I really enlist in hip hop and all o' this
PlayStation, I'ma pull out the disc
Yeah, got it on a CD-ROM, let's put it all up in the console
Lyrics that I'm kickin' are beyond swoll
Yeah, and all my lyrics be the hardest
But my favorite console didn't use a disc, it used a cartridge
I'm talkin' 'bout N64, I hope y'all get the message
When it be comin' to bars right off o' the tip o' the mental
No one can test this
Yeah, and I always spit it phat
Never hear me with a flow that's whack
My styles is throwback just like PlayStation 1
We gettin' it done
H-Mack, whenever I'm rhymin', y'all know that I shine like the sun
Come on, hot in the session, I be slayin' them lames
Word to PlayStation, but Mack ain't even playin' no games
Hold up, ay, for me to change the game, it is nothin'
It's like I'm holdin' the controller 'cause I'm pressin' the button
To cause ultimate devastation when I'm up in the zone
Rhymes get directed, mind stays connected like phone
Hold up, yeah, they know that they styles get stuck
If you want some real skills, y'all can dial me up
H-Mack, man, y'all know that I spit it so divine
Ay, I give my phone number, you can hit me on my line
Hold up, wait a second, then again
That could cause a bigger threat
If I give you my phone number on the Internet
I'm just bein' honest, H-Mack, I'm here to flex
Ay, you can dial my number or hit me with a text
Ay, word to a text 'cause I'ma deliver the message
And when it comes to freestyles, can't nobody test it
I manifest it, I come through with the free vocals
Connected like Verizon, AT&T, T-Mobile
Pick your provider, I'm sick in the cypher
H-Mack, every time I rip, they get hyper
Yeah, and I'm about to tell you, sir
Tapped in wherever I'm at, like cellular
I'm plugged into the tower, rappers get devoured
When they locked into my flow station
Due to my phone, they know my location
Government trackin' from how I be rappin'
They like, "What's goin' on with this magician named Harry Mack'n?"
They wanna see exactly how I do it
Y'all know I get the loosest when I kick the fluid
Y'all shoulda knew it from the beginnin', I'm winnin'
And y'all know I'm that kid
They tracked my phone location from the towers up on the grid
Now they know where I'm at and they know what I buy
And they know how I rap and they know that I'm fly
And they know I do songs for people on screens
And they know 'bout my producer, they know 'bout my team
I think they know 'bout my address
They surely know my phone number
Yeah, they could find me whether winter, fall or summer
Regardless of the season, phone lets them track me
I'm just droppin' facts, G, this is Harry Mack, G
Check the way we on it, man, I'm stayin' on my creep
Rappers don't know nothin' 'bout me 'cause they always stay asleep
Every time I spit, I'm dope, I be fillin' y'all with hope
All these rappers, they were sleepin', but when I spit, I be woke
C'mon, and y'all know these rappers really do me harm, not
I'ma wake you up in the mornin' like an alarm clock
Can't nobody stop me, they fall asleep, they drop, G
While I don't spit saliva, I be spittin' raw coffee
Yeah, H-Mack off the top, I kick a fresh flow
Am I the best, bro? Wake ya like espresso
Doin' what I'm feelin', I'ma keep it free
That free emcee, so homie, never sleep on me
It's like that!
( Harry Mack )
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