Harry Mack
Imported, Lurking, Automatic
They want use my style, can't afford it
Your whole entire flavor been imported
Ya'll know that my lyrics are gigantic
My vibe been imported from a whole 'nother planet, I'm ill
I said I'm shining like the stars
I am not from Earth, I'm imported, yeah, from Mars
Yo, he's getting high right now, he got the munchies
Imported like it came from different countries
I'm on another plane, doing more lyrics right off the brain
First he rolled the blunt then he hit the tip of that with the flame
I come off at the tip whеn I spit like this they gonna understand
Whеn it be coming to lyrics yo all of these rappers got underhand
Come again, let me think, I'm about to push it right to the brink
When it comes to lyrics I'mma make y'all sing
Harry Mack, you know that I do it like that
I've been spewing like that and I'm on another level, you know I'ma killer for certain
All of these rappers they watch from a distance I guess all these haters are lurkin
Yeah, you know I say what I say, I grab it and I'm ready to snap
They be lurking like they watching on Twitch but not saying shit in my chat
I'm about to brake it down cause I be the number 1 performer
Tried to warn ya, rappers they be creeping lookin in the corner
Coming around tryna see me make it look easy
I'll be off the top with the motherfuck freesty
Lyrics you know I got plenty
Shout out to the homie blacksheperd420
You know I gotta go follow
All of these rappers is hollow
You know I bless up the planet
I'm feeling just like Apollo
And I spit thru the static, I react out of habit
When it be coming to lyrics I know that my brain's fully automatic
I do what I feel, all of my lyrics be sounding too real
When it comes to bars off the top of the dome, people know that I got the appeal
Come on, I break it down and I flow off the frame
These rappers got me cross like what you got on your chain, yeah
I tried to tell you man to stay in the zone
Got the earbud in, he said "I'm on the phone"
Ay yo, honestly that shit was mad scary
Especially when you asked me if my name was Harry
I'm like "hold up wait a minute, uh, by all indications
It seems to me like you been hacking all my informations"
Let's go, I get down, kick it like a round house
He be tripping so he's lifting his fist right up to his mouth
Come on, I'mma make him understand, grip on the mic and I'm ready to slam
Kinda like the thing you got on the side, I be spitting for all my fans
Get it? I spit it, ya know I do it last too long
Right behind your head I see you got the glass bong
No one goes beyond me G
Plus you got the black cat with the chronic leaves
Ay yo, I be out here spreading more love
Like the earrings you be rocking Harry Mack is the plug!
Let's go, I'm on tip and ya'll know how I spit
I tried to tell him if I freestyle this shit is legit
LET'S GO!