Covid, Sports, Comedy

Yeah, uh
Yeah, come on, aye
Come on, aye, come on, aye
Come on, aye

For most these rappers it's hopeless
'Cause Mack is the dopest
My name spreading all across the planet like Covid
Uh, when you listening, you gon' have a fun time
I said my rhymes contagious like it's Covid the one, nine
19 on the rhyme scene when I spit it
They talked about doing, but I went and did it
Yeah, when it comes to rapping, Harry Mack the top pick
I don't have the Covid, but my lyrics are sick

Yeah, I gots to be the most clean on the rap scene
I'm so sick with it, they be working on vaccines
They trying to stop me, y'all know I'm up to the task
Don't get close to my raps unless you wearing a mask
I'm on a whole 'nother plane when I flow off the brain
I hold it down on my court, this rap shit is my sport
Get you twisted like vodka each time that I rock ya
Lyrics, yo, I'm just kicking them, like it was soccer

I'm on another plane, rappers, I'ma laugh at y'all
Through the legs, then I hit the dunk like it's basketball
Uh, who could stop me? It's all good y'all
I'ma score the touchdown, this is lyrical football
But I don't need no gear, and I don't need no helmet
I'm going that I'm raw with the lyrics that sound well write
But these are off the top, the fact I will report this
She's pulling out her phone like, "I need to record this"

Yeah, these bars they be hotter than a kiln
Right now I'm upon your iPhone film
It's Harry Mack y'all, just be loving the vibe
Don't film for too long, you'll fill up your hard drive
You gon' use all your data, all these rappers don't matter
Uh, I'm the mad hatter, I make these MCs shatter
Uh, dropping all these skills and I came to get ill
Every time I open up, ya know my thoughts are revealed

OK, I'm the real deal, other rappers are wannabes
When they spitting bars I'm laughing, I figure it's comedy
It's Harry Mack, I do it, man, my lyrics have been raw
No, I'm no comedian, but I do impro
Yeah, and y'all know that I really got the fly shit, I'm bossing
She be saying, "This guy's awesome"
I bet when I said I rap you figured I would be fucking boring
But now I'm all live on your story

Uh, you know I don't need no facade
She's covering up her mouth and saying, "Oh my god"
And now she's got her hand covering like both her eyes
Yeah, everybody notice I got dopest vibes
Yeah, grip upon the mic and then I'm ready to rearrange ya
I had to get down on Omegle, you know I'm connecting to strangers
From all across the planet, doing the shit that I be feeling
Heart and soul is what I'm revealing
When I be on it, you know that I'm killing

I'm coming right off the top of the head
I'm leaving my enemies dead
I really dig your iPhone I can see that it's red
She got her hand up, you know that I bang in the place
Hey yo, I did the double time, and then she made the stank face
Come on, every time that I be flowing it's rare, yeah
Hey yo, lyrically I grow like your hair
I'm doing my thing, it's Harry Mack, you know I'ma sting
And every time I rhyme, you know I'm 'bout to shine like your rings
It's Harry Mack