醉眼半睜 夜色沉沉，
杯中倒影 星辰浮沉。
走位飄忽 心思難尋，
萬象翻轉 我不當真。

誰來定我清與瘋？
醉裡江湖我最橫。
拳腳帶風 詩也能誦，
走馬一曲 乾坤入夢。

酒進喉嚨 火氣上湧，
思緒像龍 搖頭擺尾衝。
氣場太猛 人都閃動，
話未開口 眼神先懂。

電光石火誰能敵？
醉中出招無人擋得起。
浮生若夢我偏不醒，
笑看規矩在我腳下停。

喝醉就來 high，
話不多說直接開。
舞步亂中帶節拍，
Trap上寫詩也夠帥。

酒氣繞我千重浪，
誰說醉人不能狂？
滿座皆驚我自賞，
此身灑脫任風揚。

燭影搖紅 煙火漫天，
獨酌不言 把酒當劍。
一口乾掉世間偏見，
誰說浪子不能封仙？

饒舌唸得飛沙走石，
醉裡行拳自有章式。
古今我說你來聽，
醉字入骨 自成經。

世人笑我行跡野，
我笑世人太拘謹。
浮名富貴難長伴，
一壺烈酒陪我走天命。

揮拳如浪破千軍，
醉步裡邊藏殺心。
身似落葉風中舞，
但這節奏我說了算。

喝醉就來 high，
話不多說直接開。
舞步亂中帶節拍，
Trap上寫詩也夠帥。

酒氣繞我千重浪，
誰說醉人不能狂？
滿座皆驚我自賞，
此身灑脫任風揚。

醉中醒來 笑問蒼天，
我非凡人 也不想圓。
浮世夢短 行歌作伴，
詩與拳下 誰能爭先？

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Eyes half-closed, the night is deep,
Stars rise and fall in the cup's reflection.
Footsteps drift, thoughts elusive,
All illusions shift—I take none seriously.

Who dares judge my purity or madness?
Drunk in this world, I reign supreme.
Fists like wind, yet verses I recite,
Galloping through a song, heaven and earth fade into dreams.

Liquor down the throat, flames rise up,
Thoughts like a dragon, shaking its head and swinging its tail to charge.
The aura's too fierce, everyone's dazzled,
Words unspoken, eyes understand first.

Who can rival lightning's speed?
Drunken strikes—none can withstand.
Life is but a dream, yet I refuse to wake,
Laughing as rules crumble beneath my feet.

Get drunk and get high,
No need to talk, just dive.
Moves wild but still on beat,
Writing poems on Trap, that's neat.

The wine's aura surrounds me in endless waves,
Who says the drunk cannot be wild and brave?
The startled crowd stares as I admire my own grace,
This carefree self dances with the wind's embrace.

Candle shadows flicker red, fireworks fill the sky,
Drinking alone in silence, raising wine as a sword.
Down the hatch with worldly bias,
Who says a rogue can't ascend to immortality?

Rap flows wild like flying sand and rolling stones,
Drunken fists move with their own rhythm and tones.
Through ages I speak, you listen,
Drunken words seep into bones, becoming scripture.

The world laughs at my wild ways,
I laugh at the world's too-tight stays.
Fame and fortune are fleeting at best,
A jug of strong wine walks with me—destined.

Fists like waves shatter armies,
Drunken steps conceal deadly intent.
Body dances like leaves in the wind,
But this rhythm is mine to command.

[Hook]
Get drunk and get high,
No need to talk, just dive right in.
Steps chaotic yet rhythmic in beat,
Writing poetry on Trap still looks neat.

Alcohol's fumes swirl around me like waves,
Who says the drunk can't be bold and brave?
All marvel, I alone admire,
This carefree form lets winds aspire.

Drunk yet lucid, laughing at skies so dire,
I am no ordinary man, nor do I seek perfection.
In this fleeting dream of life, I wander with songs as my companion,
Between poetry and fists, who dares to claim the lead?