[Intro: Steve Albert]
("It's over! Mike Tyson has returned!")

[Intro: Harry Mack]
Yo

[Verse: Harry Mack]
Unh, I'ma let 'em all know
Ay, 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
Cigarettе, all up in the paper
Everything wе spit sound major, pulling 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
Ay, y'all know I'm shinin' like chrome
Ay, I do this all from my home
Ay, 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 Marlboros, 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
Unh, I be gettin' to the paper, but no TP
Ay, rappers so shitty, this is gon' be easy
Yeah, other emcees don't please me
Ay, told ya that I'm nice, best believe me
Listen, ah, y'all know I'ma put these rappers to the test soon
Ay, y'all are hella nasty like a public restroom
Ay, Mack, you know I'm 'bout to do this shit for y'all
Ay, shout to public restroom but the thing is I don't stall
Yeah, Mack, I keep it movin', I'ma travel with no manager
Ay, whole entire scene, man, you know I'm 'bout to clean it up, callin' me the janitor
Ay, 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
Woah! 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 'im
And y'all know I'm not here to trade, I don't barter
[A cappella: Harry Mack]
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

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