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Yeah Let's hear this (okay) Uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah, ah, ah) Yeah, yeah (Darkside, light this bitch up) yeah, yeah Coming off the top, I'm too sick with flows Every time I rhyme, I get rid of foes H-Mack really be ridiculous though I'm holy with my lyrics, I'm biblical, yeah Killin' since my second great recital Every time I rhyme, it should be written in the Bible H-Mack, ain't nobody fuckin' with him 'Cause when I rhyme, it was holy like I'm doin' a hymn I'ma blow your mind when I'm kickin' the verse I'm so biblical, I'm about to take you to church, yeah H-Mack, I'ma have you up in the pubes 'Cause when it comes to kickin' lipids, man, I don't ever lose I'ma be the freestyle Jesus, yeah I'ma make the whole world repeat this, yeah I'ma change the planet 'cause we need this, yeah H-Mack addicted like cheeses, uh I got you bugged, I'd look into the side at your friend Like, "He's goin' too hard, when the freestyle end?" H-Mack, I'm becoming through gettin' hype When I popped up, I was like, "I like your mic" He was like, "Dawg, do you do streams?" I was like yeah, "I represent for my team" Now I be comin' up the top at my lyrics they be pleasing Shout to the homie named Breezy Gettin' down when he's on the YouTube channel Every time I rhyme, I'ma leave him this manual, uh H-Mack, I be doin' more work For the homie in green, the homie in the orange shirt I be makin' it happen, you know that I'm about to work the mic And I like how your keyboard is purple light 'Cause it matches my backdrop, uh I be blowin' up on my laptop when the Mack rocks Always makin' it happen, I'm crazy when rappin' It's like I'm takin' the action, I'm doin' my business And I'ma let them all be the witness And when I'm rhymin', I'ma work it out just like it's fitness I'ma break it down right off the tip, uh Mack never lost the shit, uh When I be rhymin', I leave him embarrassed My freestyle's advanced and it's never generic Y'all know I got lyrics they all need to cherish They fill me from Ellie like way out to Paris, yeah I'm off the top of the mental, I don't use a pen and I don't need no pencil, yeah I'ma make it happen, I got all the lyrics, but the real heads beggin' for, uh Said I will never be generic 'cause the shit that I be kickin' never regular, yeah You know that I'll never be normal addressing them formal You know that Harry Mack tried to warn you I'm really gonna storm you, I'm hitting you harder, refusing to barter You know that I get bigger, and I'm quicker to get larger I'll be goin' in deeper, uh Everything has been straight either, yeah I'ma get you high like reefer, uh I'ma turn you into a believer, yeah I keep on spittin' 'til finally my brain is numb Y'all know I'm hard, like made of titanium Harry Mack, I ain't, I'm never gon' settle Hard like titanium, hard like the metal, yeah But every time that I be rappin', I don't need titanium 'cause I'ma go platinum Switchin' up the metal, Harry Mack, I'm in my feels Matter of fact, I'm pullin' out the sword like steel (suu!) I be ready just to duel, I'm keepin' my cool Never no fool, I take them to school I'm ready to break all the rules, I'ma do it different From Harry Mack, I better stay distant, uh I be facin' the challenge, shinin' bright, I'm reflective, I'm metallic, yeah And they recognize my flow side Probably in made of titanium, I'm a robot, yeah Every time I spit you know I stay fly, about to stage dive They know my brain is the A.I. I'ma make it happen 'cause I'm always doin' more work I said, "Don't you have a word in the orange shirt?" He was like, "Sure", yeah I'ma throw a line at you, uh Matter of fact, H-Mack Man, I wanna hear a lyric about a pineapple, yeah I'ma get busy, y'all know that it's logical Sittin' like a pineapple 'cause I'm helitrapical Why do I say that? Well, 'cause I'm major I'm hot like an island at the equator Bring your stacks together, get in the paper Bring your stacks together like I'm a stapler H-Mack, I'm precise like a laser, whenever I'm rockin', I'm 'bout to shock him like a taser He's tapping his friend on the chest Like, "Can you believe what he's doin'?" Man every time I come off the top I'ma leave you when you and your crew in ruin I'ma come right up off the tip with the word free And I'm cuttin' through the track like surgery And sittin' like the clothes behind you in those bins Every lyric that I kick is dirty, yeah H-Mack, I do harm 'cause I'm rare My homie, he be chillin' with his arm on his chair Wrapped around, he's lookin' just like this Can't none of the rapper really bust like this, uh Y'all know I'm more than mellow, uh Harry Mack, free stuff, fellow Shout out to my man, you look like you doin' construction When rockin' that orange and yellow
Writer(s): Harry Hamilton Mckenzie, Szentirmai Tamas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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