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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25117 | 2020-07-23 06:21:49 | 178.27 | 99.5% |
16536 | 2018-09-09 03:16:44 | 143.87 | 97.9% |
10550 | 2018-02-19 04:59:51 | 133.30 | 98% |
7442 | 2017-11-29 19:50:19 | 135.46 | 98% |