~Abilities~

[eMCee Havic]

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an epiphany that hits you instantly
a full formed symphony
when giving my vintage-speach
cause i'm the infantry,
marchin through these city streets
a violent history
charging my capabilities into infinity
til devinity hits me metaphysically
tradionally an ill emcee
i'll build up heat and grill a beat
just to prove how skilled i be
2 build some speed the will in me
wont let me feel defeat
so still i be in constant evolution
in pefect resolution
my movements are illusions
confusing minds into contusions
my lyrical infusion is proven to loosen
mixed into a solution
of alcohol and egine coolent
more dangerous than most pollutents
spit back out like its common usage
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just a keystyle or whatever

apreciate some feed

[precise]

i liked youre rhymescheme man it was pretty fresh, no real story or meaning behind it tho which was a downfall, but i see potential for sure, keep writin n droppin man