| Lyrics | % Correct |
|---|---|
| But everyone {ignores} me | 100%
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| But {nobody}'{s} {listening} | 100%
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| Heart full of {pain} | 100%
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| Held in my {chest} | 100%
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| {Nobody}'{s} {listening} | 100%
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| Told you everything {loud} {and} {clear} | 100%
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| Tried to {give} {you} warning | 100%
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| And everything left's a {waste} {of} {time} | 50%
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| And get dirty with the people {spreading} {the} {dirt}, it goes | 50%
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| And the people that started it {just} {like} {you} | 50%
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| Blood, sweat, and {tears} | 50%
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| But in the {meantime}, there are those | 50%
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| But you don't want to {hear} {me} | 50%
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| Called to you {so} {clearly} | 50%
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| Everything to {fear} | 50%
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| Handful of {anger} | 50%
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| Handful of {anger} held in my {chest} | 50%
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| Head full of {stress} | 50%
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| I got a heart full of {pain}, head full of {stress} | 50%
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| I hate my rhymes but hate {everyone} {else}'{s} more | 50%
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| Never forget the blood, sweat, and {tears} | 50%
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| Nothing to {gain} | 50%
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| Not to be {forgotten} but still {unforgiven} | 50%
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| That it gets {to} {a} {point} where feelings gotta get hurt | 50%
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| The {number} {one} {question} is how could you ignore it | 50%
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| The pain gave me something I could {set} {my} {sights} on | 50%
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| The uphill {struggle} over years, the fear | 50%
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| Uphill {struggle} | 50%
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| Who wanna talk {this} {and} {that}, so I suppose | 50%
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| With these non-stop lyrics of {life} {living} | 50%
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| And trash-talking {and} {the} {people} it was to | 0%
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| Because all of this stress gave me something to {write} {on} | 0%
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| Guessing {that} {it}'{s} {better} I can't keep myself together | 0%
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| I'm riding on the back of this {pressure} | 0%
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| Rise {from} {the} {ashes} of stylistic division | 0%
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| We drop right back in the cut over {basement} {tracks} | 0%
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| We're just rolling with the {rhythm} | 0%
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| With raps that got you {backing} {this} {up} like | 0%
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| Yo, {peep} {the} {style} and the kids check in for it | 0%
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