The second rap: Chen Huanren.
The third paragraph rap: MC Yan Edison Chen
Call me home.
Fight my own war.
If the real world is a battlefield
All phenomena are a cruel illusion.
If reality wants me to fight phony war.
The problem is that I know when but I don't know why.
Stop flying wild flags and have a good fight.
I didn't play well, so my life came to an end.
This is not a good question. I should ask life a question mark.
Ask me how many sad cries I can have.
Ask me nursery rhymes. You can play sad songs with wild speakers.
Crows can be heard all over the world.
At the end of the song, there were only a few lower ones left.
I asked if I was my comrade-in-arms
I'm desperate to defend myself.
I feel sad to say the least.
I think I gave up. I can't tell right from wrong anymore.
I can't figure it out. Turn left and turn right.
I took part in the war, and I asked for it.
Think, feel, observe and listen.
Can you hear the laughter?
Is everyone blind?
Can your words be used as a pistol?
Point him at me.
I was still standing when you thought I was dead.
Stop fighting. You are destroyed, but I am still fighting.
One word will ruin me. Wait a minute.
What flag? Who's giving the orders?
Whose 747 is it? I'm already dead.
Who Is My Enemy
It can't be a good person, but a person with poor quality.
I can't tolerate ninjas who are not soldiers. How can I be sure I don't know anyone?
Still know whether there is benevolence and bear the burden of the world.
Listen, I'll get someone to replace it.
Give me back my self-esteem.
There was a moment when you found out
Spirit can overcome desire.
Get used to your hallucinations.
All your sadness
Will death be the liberation of my life?
The problem is that I know when but I don't know why.
It's hard to go by yourself.
I have to endure the pain, sometimes I succeed, sometimes I fail.
I can't figure it out. Turn left and turn right.
I took part in the war, and I asked for it.
Migaofeng check one two one
That man and everyone are innocent.
Edison Mike Chen Huanren
The family talked feverishly about war.
There is a war every day in some corner of the world.
Everyone is involved, and everyone has an inner struggle.
Danger o is not just bullets and bloodshed on the battlefield.
Danger o is not only a microphone, but also a slap in the face.
This song is a war.
Three meat hunters, come with me.
You can choose to be a bystander.
No one will listen to the dead everywhere.
No one will be interested in being a war reporter.
I wonder if wilderness is called a war crime.
I know the law can't protect everyone.
Do your own arms race
Fight a few battles for yourself.
Treat yourself as a prisoner, treat yourself as a prisoner, and mix your own accounts.
Make a name for yourself, earn a lot of money, rush headlong into it, and never know death.
I want to win regardless of the battlefield.
A line or an enterprise, such as a battlefield, wants to die but dares not.
I think too much and fail to live up to expectations.
It's hard to go by yourself.
I have to endure the pain, sometimes I succeed, sometimes I fail.
I can't figure it out. Turn left and turn right.
I took part in the war, and I asked for it.
Think, feel, observe and listen.
Can you hear the laughter?
Is everyone blind?
Can your words be used as a pistol?
Point him at me.
I was still standing when you thought I was dead.
Stop fighting. You are destroyed, but I am still fighting.
One word will ruin me. Wait a minute.
What flag? Who's giving the orders?
Whose 747 is it? I'm already dead.
Who Is My Enemy
It can't be a good person, but a person with poor quality.
I can't tolerate ninjas who are not soldiers. How can I be sure I don't know anyone?
Still know whether there is benevolence and bear the burden of the world.
Listen, I'll get someone to replace it.
Give me back my self-esteem.
There was a moment when you found out
Spirit can overcome desire.
Get used to your hallucinations.
All your sadness
Will death be the liberation of my life?