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letra de psychedelic acoustics - harry mack

[intro]
yeah, okay, uh
yeah, uh, c’mon, yeah

[verse]
h-mack gettin’ loose with the music
whether it be amplified or acoustic
shine like star, deliverin’ bars
i could make your head nod with an acoustic guitar, c’mon
think you on the same level, y’all should try again
acoustic instruments like the violin
they be sayin’, “mack is crazy, we ain’t never gettin’ bored o’ bruh
’cause he’s like a one-man orchestra!”
uh, i’ma kick the hypest facts
my vocals are acoustic, so let’s hold a mic to that
uh, standin’ up prouder, crushin’ rappers into powder
got thе microphone to make it louder
blast it through thе speakers, y’all gettin’ consumed
i’m in the studio with primacoustics in my room
yeah, and every time i’m finished rappin’, leave the beat bent
before i rhyme, had to set up the acoustic treatment
yo, my lyrics too astoundin’ to y’all
without the paddin’, my vocal tone would bounce off the wall
yeah, and that’s somethin’ i just couldn’t really let go
gotta sound clean, dry vocals with no echo
yeah, y’all know that i leave ’em amazed
let’s add some reverb, turn the acoustics to like a cave
yeah, i drop a verse like i’m in a massive church
throughout the whole cathedral, my lyrics will disperse
i stand at edge o’ grand canyon, then i let it echo, echo, echo
got the mic up in my palm, i never let go, let go, let go
matter fact, the acoustics, they be enhanced, ‘hanced, ‘hanced
every time i’m rhymin’, i’ma make you dance, dance, dance
h-mack, they can’t take my mic away
i be rockin’ for the homie while he’s puffin’ on the j
yeah, every time i’m rhymin’, man, my lyrics are on point
uh, my vocals is ’bout to get you higher than the joint
yeah, h-mack, i’m ’bout to make it happen, i do more harm
i’m a work of art, just like the tattoo on your forearm
h-mack, man, i’m breakin’ down the notions, smooth as lotion
he be in the hawaiian shirt, keep it open
i be swingin’ like yo’ necklace, people, they expect this
known across the planet ’cause my lyrics are infectious
yeah, every time i grab the mic, i’m here to rock ya, fella
it don’t matter if i’m over beats or spittin’ a cappella
even with no music, electric or acoustic
i’m ready to do this, my vocal tone soothin’, always improvin’
i’m not a rapper, dawg, i’m a movement, so let’s make it happen
difference ‘tween me and these other cats, they lackin’ passion
uh, when i’m rhymin’, they be goin’ crazy
my demeanor is cool, like your window ac
h-mack, man, i spit how i live
peace to the homie who be noddin’, sittin’ outside the crib
yeah, ayo, i be old school like a relic
when i rap, i got your brain trippin’ like psychedelics
uh, what they tellin’ me, rappers swell up with jealousy
i’m gettin’ h-lla free, i ain’t spittin’ spit, this is lsd
i hit y’all harder, ayo, these rappers soft, they flaccid
i’m above the average, matter fact, you trippin’ out like acid
h-mack, i bust, dude
ayo, i hop up in the venue and crush rooms, got you trippin’ like mushrooms
all around the world, they know me
got you trippin’ like you takin’ some peyote
too much of the mack, you know, you might just od
y’all can’t lock me down, i came to keep my flow free
story, i’m tellin’ it, makin’ it happen whenever i’m rappin’, i never been clashin’
i’m doin’ it triplets, you know that i rip it, i make ya say, “ooh,” when i just do what i do
mack, i been keepin’ it true, spread like the flu, spread like the covid
i got you doin’ like this with your shoulders, all o’ my lyrics, they soundin’ much colder
you know i still be rhymin’ when older, already got all the gray in my beard
yeah, representin’ the wisdom, come off the top with the vision
yeah, yo, top, the position for me
thanks so much for takin’ time just to listen to me
i appreciate it much while you smokin’ the dutch
you got the j rolled proper and you grip on the crutch
yeah, doin’ what i feel and you know that it’s stupendous
your word was a cappella, so here’s how we gon’ end this
a cappella, the word, i spit it absurd
i take the beat out ’cause i’m too sick to ever be cured
i can still feel the rhythm when i’m spittin’ my vision
i don’t write it down ahead, i use my own intuition
i shine and then i glisten, rhyme when on my mission
y’all know that my lyrics divine, i cause collision
i’m crashin’, spittin’ with passion, i got you doin’ the stank face
even a cappella with no drums to bang bass, what!

- harry mack

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