There's an infestation in my mind's imagination. I hope they choke on smoke 'cause I'm smoking them out the basement. This is not rap, this is not hip-hop, just another attempt to make the voices stop. Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something 'cause I wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to say nothing. This doesn't mean I lost my dream. It's just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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23925 | 2019-03-13 20:07:53 | 120.84 | 98% |
16400 | 2018-05-05 19:47:47 | 99.45 | 97% |
13956 | 2018-03-10 22:14:20 | 115.29 | 98% |
13649 | 2018-03-07 20:46:04 | 102.70 | 97% |