Lyrics of Huang Xu's you don't know my name

I'm glad I've been here

I'm glad I still have Mai in my hand

Feel my beat together

But,

You don't know my name

One night alone

Chasing unexpected accidents

Sigh how fast time goes

That's a long way

Give me a soul

give me a beat

Give me a pencil to write down the meaning of growing up

The daily ritual of high fives one by one with my brother

Air force on stage

My show time you know that

Eyes in the corner, also behind me

This force dragged me to complete the back button

Today's second is not the same battlefield

The motivation for persistence comes from your appreciation

The light was shining on me

The cry called to me

The microphone is wired around me

The bass set the scene on fire

Lots of cameras are on me

You're here for me

Let's have a full chorus

Lock the gate

Boom come back

I'm still here

give me a light

Number 45 never forget

One more try

Salute the lost youth

No one is immune

The rudiment of dreams

Hit song becomes a classic

I still remember that year she was as beautiful as a flower

No one wants to go home

Excited that tomorrow will not fight for money

Trade the iron in hand for the first lambo

I'm glad I've been here

I'm glad I still have Mai in my hand

Feel my beat together

But,

You don't know my name

One night alone

Chasing unexpected accidents

Sigh how fast time goes

That's a long way

Say ho, wow

I need more free

More money, more happy, more good day

Too many people say no rap in China

I went wrong way

After too many sad old people in the mirror

Persist in writing lyrics song called do dare to think dare to do

The day is full and the night is starry

Life will be bitter, there will be a new trouble

I have to pay 100% for the success of double

Give me a mic

Give me a beat

Give me a new inspiration to describe the past again

Time goes by

The scene has changed

Some of the brothers who have come all the way are slowly separated

What's left after aging

Me or me

Still adrift, still without a permanent home

The passion for dreams also wanes

When three meals a day are no longer free

Breathless pressure

When old friends meet again, they are depressed because they are unfamiliar

I want to go home

The inner voice is telling

The past is past

This road used to hurt me

The pace is heavy

Looking for a turn for the better in adversity

Go through the sandstorm without moving

Heavy rain washed out

Start again when the sun shines on the earth

Oh, god

I just want to do my thing

Oh, bless me

Oh, bless me

Oh, bless me

Oh, god

I just want to do my thing

Oh, bless me

Oh, bless me

Oh, bless me