| Song | Over Expose |
| Artist | One Self |
| Album | Children of Possibility |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bravo, Peare | |
| If you chose not to over expose | |
| you would know that TV freezes souls | |
| If you chose not to rip off them clothes | |
| you would know life is not like those videos | |
| I reflect upon this time, when you and I have crossed the line | |
| Not knowing the power of the mind, is far greater than a cute behind | |
| When the musically inclined, no longer educate young minds | |
| They lack of spine, and undermine the feeling to intertwine | |
| That’s why queens act like hoes, in overexposed clothes | |
| Forgot their sense of self awareness like those in videos | |
| How come your little sister knows, how to shake hers fast? | |
| You find it disappointing, she does not know at what she laughs | |
| Measure the path, see how many now erode their own progress | |
| Each generation emerges with less worth from their birth to regress | |
| When it goes away, it returns, this expose of the human flesh | |
| Each time is worse than at first, with even more willing to digest | |
| Infiltration of my community by way of breaking down the youth | |
| Whether or not they are young at heart, still that remains no excuse | |
| So, now we're blinded or do we choose to no longer see? | |
| The beautiful rare flower that grew from my concrete | |
| If you chose not to over expose | |
| you would know that TV freezes souls | |
| If you chose not to rip off them clothes | |
| you would know life is not like those videos | |
| Mentally and physically, | |
| essentially it's meant to be | |
| prophetically evidently, faith strengthening | |
| Me and my friends see the trends and ignore, | |
| the almighty corporate whore | |
| The more the merrier the more, | |
| gives way as the fabric is ripped and torn | |
| Entertainment Television is it more? | |
| than just hardcore porn? | |
| Keeping up with the masses by, selling my women's nakedness, oh why | |
| The fact is, they don't need vision of my, flesh to find me attractive, right. | |
| As an actress on some dirty mattress each day her worth is cheaper | |
| She takes pride in the genocide while the children grow weaker | |
| Blasting through the speakers, my words just got deeper | |
| blasting through the speakers, your words just got weaker | |
| So find the fight against each other in publicised places | |
| Blows that flow back and forth that verbally show self-hatred | |
| Debate is a lost cause it continually seems, | |
| when hiphop videos contain of only one fully dressed MC | |
| and then Tits ass tits ass tits ass all over the TV screen | |
| And I can NO longer see | |
| The flower that grew from my concrete |
| zuo qu : Bravo, Peare | |
| If you chose not to over expose | |
| you would know that TV freezes souls | |
| If you chose not to rip off them clothes | |
| you would know life is not like those videos | |
| I reflect upon this time, when you and I have crossed the line | |
| Not knowing the power of the mind, is far greater than a cute behind | |
| When the musically inclined, no longer educate young minds | |
| They lack of spine, and undermine the feeling to intertwine | |
| That' s why queens act like hoes, in overexposed clothes | |
| Forgot their sense of self awareness like those in videos | |
| How come your little sister knows, how to shake hers fast? | |
| You find it disappointing, she does not know at what she laughs | |
| Measure the path, see how many now erode their own progress | |
| Each generation emerges with less worth from their birth to regress | |
| When it goes away, it returns, this expose of the human flesh | |
| Each time is worse than at first, with even more willing to digest | |
| Infiltration of my community by way of breaking down the youth | |
| Whether or not they are young at heart, still that remains no excuse | |
| So, now we' re blinded or do we choose to no longer see? | |
| The beautiful rare flower that grew from my concrete | |
| If you chose not to over expose | |
| you would know that TV freezes souls | |
| If you chose not to rip off them clothes | |
| you would know life is not like those videos | |
| Mentally and physically, | |
| essentially it' s meant to be | |
| prophetically evidently, faith strengthening | |
| Me and my friends see the trends and ignore, | |
| the almighty corporate whore | |
| The more the merrier the more, | |
| gives way as the fabric is ripped and torn | |
| Entertainment Television is it more? | |
| than just hardcore porn? | |
| Keeping up with the masses by, selling my women' s nakedness, oh why | |
| The fact is, they don' t need vision of my, flesh to find me attractive, right. | |
| As an actress on some dirty mattress each day her worth is cheaper | |
| She takes pride in the genocide while the children grow weaker | |
| Blasting through the speakers, my words just got deeper | |
| blasting through the speakers, your words just got weaker | |
| So find the fight against each other in publicised places | |
| Blows that flow back and forth that verbally show selfhatred | |
| Debate is a lost cause it continually seems, | |
| when hiphop videos contain of only one fully dressed MC | |
| and then Tits ass tits ass tits ass all over the TV screen | |
| And I can NO longer see | |
| The flower that grew from my concrete |
| zuò qǔ : Bravo, Peare | |
| If you chose not to over expose | |
| you would know that TV freezes souls | |
| If you chose not to rip off them clothes | |
| you would know life is not like those videos | |
| I reflect upon this time, when you and I have crossed the line | |
| Not knowing the power of the mind, is far greater than a cute behind | |
| When the musically inclined, no longer educate young minds | |
| They lack of spine, and undermine the feeling to intertwine | |
| That' s why queens act like hoes, in overexposed clothes | |
| Forgot their sense of self awareness like those in videos | |
| How come your little sister knows, how to shake hers fast? | |
| You find it disappointing, she does not know at what she laughs | |
| Measure the path, see how many now erode their own progress | |
| Each generation emerges with less worth from their birth to regress | |
| When it goes away, it returns, this expose of the human flesh | |
| Each time is worse than at first, with even more willing to digest | |
| Infiltration of my community by way of breaking down the youth | |
| Whether or not they are young at heart, still that remains no excuse | |
| So, now we' re blinded or do we choose to no longer see? | |
| The beautiful rare flower that grew from my concrete | |
| If you chose not to over expose | |
| you would know that TV freezes souls | |
| If you chose not to rip off them clothes | |
| you would know life is not like those videos | |
| Mentally and physically, | |
| essentially it' s meant to be | |
| prophetically evidently, faith strengthening | |
| Me and my friends see the trends and ignore, | |
| the almighty corporate whore | |
| The more the merrier the more, | |
| gives way as the fabric is ripped and torn | |
| Entertainment Television is it more? | |
| than just hardcore porn? | |
| Keeping up with the masses by, selling my women' s nakedness, oh why | |
| The fact is, they don' t need vision of my, flesh to find me attractive, right. | |
| As an actress on some dirty mattress each day her worth is cheaper | |
| She takes pride in the genocide while the children grow weaker | |
| Blasting through the speakers, my words just got deeper | |
| blasting through the speakers, your words just got weaker | |
| So find the fight against each other in publicised places | |
| Blows that flow back and forth that verbally show selfhatred | |
| Debate is a lost cause it continually seems, | |
| when hiphop videos contain of only one fully dressed MC | |
| and then Tits ass tits ass tits ass all over the TV screen | |
| And I can NO longer see | |
| The flower that grew from my concrete |