Lyrics Simulation - Harry Mack

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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, come on, come on, come on
Listen, listen, listen
Yo

Every time I rhyme, I'll be spitting with the vision
I'll be flying over your head just like a pigeon
I don't write it, I come off the head with these things
I take flight, setting like a pigeon spreading his wings

I'm about to lift off, yeah
Taking off from the ground
Rapping for underground
Letting this thunder bound
Come around, spit the bar
Hit you hard, listen quick
Falling on top of your head
Just like pigeon shit

H Mack, man
I lock into the pocket
Once I get it moving, man
There ain't no way to stop it
I see the future like a profit
I know what's coming
And every time I'm rapping
I got every body runnin'

Oh, I'm about to bust off, yeah
In this other rappers, yo, I trust not
Whenever they be rhyming, I say, just stop
I'm in my element like pigeon by the bus stop, yeah

Eating on the bread crumbs
I flow off the head, son
Thinking that you on my level, you gonn' end up dead son
This is how it has to be, my rapping level mastery
I never do this thing right here too casually
Y'all know they're coming after me to stop me

I'm the freestyle innovator
Yeah, rappers this trapped up in the simulator
Oh, every single day I'm living, I be straight improving
They are trapped up in a simulator, the world's an illusion

H Mack I go ham
Who could beat me? no man
I'm up in the simulator so get with the program
Come right off the top with sweet bars, I beat hard
In fact, I leave rappers trapped in the VR
Universe when I spew a verse
I kick sick as raps here
I'm futuristic like the simulators in Black Mirror

So check the show out
I'm on my flow route
Is 'bout to go down
I will astound, I'm a killer clown
I'ma spill it now
Got you all laughing, spitting with passion

I'm making it happen
Getting it crackin'
As a matter of fact
When I be rhyming
Yo, you know that I got crazy haters
So much over over-beats
I bring more heat than radiators

H Mack, man
I go up on the skin just like a splinter
Necessary like a radiator in the winter
Yeah, and the way that I'm creating over beats
You can feel my mental radiating heat

Yo, my brain is storming
I'm performing, this is a warning
I'm adorned with plenty titles
Rap recital, shit is vital
I'ma smash this
Shout the chick in the green sweater with the glasses

H Mack, y'all know when I rhyme, I gotta run for words
When I tapped in you was overhead with the comforter
I was like "Hey yo, I'm 'bout to start throwing strum"
But there's a blanket over his head and something's going on

Hey, yo, the girl had the palm over your head like a basketball
When I first saw it, I had to laugh at y'all
Then I say, hum "Excuse me, can I rap for y'all?"
Now I'm like Katrina hurricane
I cause disaster, yo

I get it popping, I'm never stopping
When I be rhyming, y'all know I'm locked in
I do this for the club rise above, rock and subs
Y'all said pigeon but I'm rapping peace, so they call me dove

Rocking for my people bars, a lethal sharpest needle
Matter of fact I have no equal
If I take fight, I'm an eagle
And I've been rhyming 'til I'm bored
I'm leaving every other rapper in this fucking industry apart

I'm fully evolved, in fact, I never stop
When I rhyme, I give you more hardcore I swore like Hawks
Yeah, this shit gets scary
'Cause nowadays when I hope up on Omegle, they are like, "Is your name Henry?"

Heh, and whenever I'm spitting, "Yes, I is the man"
He was like, "I think I follow you on Instagram"
Go ahead an kick a bar then
Let the rappers hungry but see their remake, they're starving
I really am a martian, I'm good with this rapping
Shout the homie watching leaning in, I see your black ring

Yeah, the exact thing I noticed
I help to keep you focused
They go crazy, this rappers sitting in the chair
Something like the baby on the painting on the wall behind your heads
Yeah, every time I rhyme I keep on spitting 'til I'm dead
Oh, hey yo! Y'all know I'm 'bout to drive 'em truly mad
I got patterns like the white and blue plaid
The checkerboard up on the chair, making y'all aware

I never prepare when I be rhyming I'm getting it cracking just like a snare
I'm doing my thing, they're loving the energy that I'ma gon' bring
When I be rhyming y'all know that I'm shining or something like playing
Every Mack I'll make a necklace
You know I get reckless, I'm rapping from here after Texas
I'm moving too fast, hey
Every time that I rap, I'ma get you off your ass, now check it

The bars I deliver is done with the passion
This here is the moment for your crazy ass reaction, lets-