Correction Lyrics Omegle Bars Episode 45 - Part 2 - Tyrannosaurus, SnapChat, TikTok by Harry Mack

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Lyrics

Yeah, unh, yo, yo, yo, yo

Unh, they can't ignore us, these rappers bore us
I'm a scary dinosaur like Tyrannosaurus

Yeah, they love the way that I flex, I'ma snap yo' necks
Compare me to a T-Rex

I'm goin' in once again, breakin' out the cage
Every time that I be spittin', I be truly in a rage

Yeah, I be mad phat, go over heads like a snapback
You should prob'ly video this, post it on Snapchat

It's 'bout to go viral, post me on your social f**kin' media
They can't really believe they seein' bruh

I be all up in it while I'm rappin' for y'all
You can tеll we got them views from thе plaque on the wall

Yeah, when it comes to lyrics, Harry Mack been doin' more work
I was like, "Gimme a word, you in the orange shirt!"

She was like, "Uh, I don't know, I don't know, lemme think of somethin'"
Yeah, every time I'm in your speakers, keep 'em bumpin'
Yeah, y'all know that the Mack be doin' better
I said, "What you got for me, in the Las Vegas sweater?"

Yeah, you know that I'm out here to get props
She was like, "Uh, Snapchat? Okay, TikTok!"

H-Mack, I got exactly what you need
Okay, basically, the category is Social Feeds

Mack, I'm up on it and you know I always been the man
So while we at it, YouTube, Facebook, Instagram

Ayo, I break 'em all down to let the people know
I'm 'bout to kill the game while I kick the lethal flow

I was like, "Nah, new words, hold up, what we got on next?
Gimme like a crazy-ass long word that's complex!"
She was like, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!"
Have you noticed Mack's the dopest?
I composed this magnum opus off the tip o' this
I'm too ridiculous, low pro, inconspicuous, there's no way to get rid o' this

Mouths open wide from the vibe I provide
Open up your skull; your brain, I climb inside, it's a vibe!

Ay, any track, I speak on
Shouts out to the girl in the orange with the bleach blonde
White hair, I'm right there, I'm here to letcha know
How many lyrics can I kick? I told y'all several!

Get you high like medical or eatin' weed edibles
Harry Mack, you know I'm masterful like Master Shredder, bro

Yeah, now I'ma make these wack clowns back down
Shout my homie Anthony, that's right, in the background

Ayo, y'all know that I blurt them flames
He's like, "What the f**k is goin' on?" "Naw, dawg, I heard your name!

Don't worry, it's not comin' through the IP address
Yeah, when I said your name, most likely ya stressed!"

H-yeah, I'm representin' for the land that I stand on
I bleed on these tracks, the beat is like a tampon

H-Mack, y'all know that my mental's vital
I said I bleed on instrumentals like a menstrual cycle

Yeah, H-Mack goin' in; styles, I got a myriad
On point like pyramids, I'm the illest rapper, period

Yeah, break it down for y'all when I bust
Unh, before tampon, yo, did you say brush?
Somethin' like that, and afterwards, it was eyeliner
I'm tall like skyscraper, I'm the fly rhymer

Yeah, you know that I meant it and I said it, need no edit
I don't wear eyeliner or cosmetics

Yeah, 'cause I'm here raw in the flesh, break it down
I told you I'ma kill the game with the sacred sound

Had to grab the mic to show you what the flame's 'bout
I had you terrified when I called your name out

Yeah, rockin' for the girls and boys
If you f**kin' with the flavor, y'all should make some noise

Let's go!

[Transcribed by Nick @plebcrabslayer, Ethan @ethan]

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