Lyrics of Li Yuchun's music ode

The lack of sharpness in words is not that there is no lion in the heart

To be professional, I'll open my voice first

Maybe the worst, but I'm rave

Music Fu determines my aura and temperament

I'm the only mic in the audience

One time art sometimes needs to be a little cruel

What is perfect? Try to keep up with the rhythm first

Even if you have a cold today, all you need is en hum

Forgive the shortsighted maybe, it has its ideal

More and dirtier rubbish is hidden out of sight

Music is the battlefield, efforts will also be hurt

Self regulation, courage, physical and mental health

What's round and what's still arrogant

If you do so, you will have to influence a pot of good soup

Why is a face nervous and sweat soaring on the head

I didn't say how you felt guilty and became such a thief

I forgot to use the words in the first paragraph

Children who are not sensible will see through the emperor's new clothes

The song is melodious, the wind blows and the grass is low

This kind of bravery is beyond measure

Brilliant cold flame, brilliant lighting, stage applause

Mmm is really stuck

Don't get away with it. Heart mic doesn't lie

The audience is picky that the auditory nerve is brighter than the eye

Life in the world is for a little dream

No dream, that's different from salted fish

I'm afraid I can't catch up

I'm not No.1

The most primitive energy of my little dream

MP3 and CD tapes are all put aside

The loudspeakers of rave need the most real power