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Harry Hamilton McKenzie
Harry Hamilton McKenzie
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Eric Schell
Eric Schell
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It's over, Mike Tyson has returned (yo) Uh, I'ma let 'em all know Ayy, thoughts, I'm provokin' Microphones, I smoke 'em somethin' like a Marlboro Yeah, I'ma press a bigger threat, facts I'ma smoke you like a cigarette pack H-Mack, man, you know I'm 'bout to win with words I was like, "We already got it, it's too similar" Switch it up, yo, we need somethin' different From H-Mack, man, they better keep a distance Yeah, and y'all know I'm goin' in Any competition, H-Mack about to win Flow off-kilter, step incorrect, I'ma kill ya Harsh like a cig with no filter H-Mack, man, you know I'm 'bout to do it from the damn soul I'ma build it by myself like a hand-rolled Cigarette, all up in the paper Everything we spit sound major Pullin' off the caper When it come to lyrics off the tip, I'm the rhyme innovator I'm about to ship new lyrics to the dome Ayy, y'all know I'm shinin' like chrome Ayy, I do this all from my home Ayy, they know I stay in my zone Listen, I'm lockin' in with all my people Whenever I'm rockin' the mic on Omegle Y'all know that I grab it, I'm ready to spark Peace to my homie who chills in the dark Yeah, I see you there, and you know my shit is more hype, more tight All up in the back, you got the orange lights Mack all up on it, and you know I be the verse lord Plus, behind the lights, I can see your surfboard Mack goin' in, I'ma win, that's a real fact Any track that I'm on, I'ma kill that Yeah, and you know I'm 'bout to strike ya Rappers useless like Marlboro's, no lighter Yeah, I be goin' in, if I'm gone, I'll be back soon Shittin' on the game, yeah, the industry my bathroom Mack on a whole 'nother zone and I got you all up in the inferno I'm pissin' on the industry like it's a urinal Harry Mack, you know my vibe, they couldn't spoil it I'ma flush these corny rappers down the toilet Yeah, I'm doin' what I feel, y'all know that I'm major Uh, I be gettin' to the paper, but no TP Ayy, rappers so shitty, this is gon' be easy Yeah, other emcees don't please me Ayy, told ya that I'm nice, best believe me Listen, ah, y'all know I'ma put these rappers to the test soon Ayy, y'all are hella nasty like a public restroom Ayy, Mack, you know I'm 'bout to do this shit for y'all Ayy, shout to public restroom, but the thing is I don't stall Yeah, Mack, I keep it movin', I'ma travel with no manager Ayy, whole entire scene Man, you know I'm 'bout to clean it up Callin' me the janitor Ayy, Mack goin' in once again Yeah, you know that I'm 'bout to do it just like this Check out the lyrics that I brung ya Man, I got the hunger My tummy all up in a twist Hungry to win the game, I spit the flames I switch it up, I make you cover up your mouth I kill the game, no doubt, I'm stayin' on my route These other rappers do it for the clout Whoa, I be so hungry, I'm starvin' I am not from Earth, Harry Mack is a martian The greatest to do it, that's how they regard 'em And y'all know I'm not here to trade, I don't barter I'm about to hit ya, Harry Mack, I be that dude I be in the mood for some big-ass food All up in the game, and you know it's high stakes I really got the hunger, I'ma scrape that plate It's Harry Mack, y'all know that they should be concerned I'm hella hungry like a got a fuckin' tapeworm Y'all know the track, I be beatin' it up I even kill it a cappella, we ain't eatin' enough I need more food, more cuisine, I'm on the scene I spit shit clean, you know I'm livin' my dream I got your eyebrows risin', you cannot believe it When it be comin' to lyrics, I be tellin' you my secrets Matter fact, I'm goin' in, you know I do it faster I cause a disaster, I'm the freestyle master, I had to drop a chapter Y'all know I destroy rap It's your boy, Mack I really hope you enjoyed that, what?
Writer(s): Eric Schell, Harry Hamilton Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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