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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17809 | 2019-03-02 16:26:30 | 94.38 | 98% |
16014 | 2018-11-25 15:37:58 | 93.46 | 97% |
15395 | 2018-11-09 16:47:37 | 80.30 | 95% |
14375 | 2018-11-01 12:37:59 | 82.69 | 97% |
14287 | 2018-10-31 16:44:49 | 80.14 | 97% |