Photograph (feat. Bea Miller) - Boyce Avenue & Connie Talbot

Yeah, yeah, yeah Rap diablo Yeah, yeah It's the rap diablo, macho when I drop flows Bar gets raised up, it's me and Petey Pablo Colder than gazpacho, colder than the mono Rappin' head honcho, rockin' shows like I was Bono I go play a couple keys on the piano The industry a lie, all the promises were hollow Follow me, I could show you where we be's at How'd I get my G-pass? None of your fuckin' beeswax These raps bring a joint together like a kneecap Fuck the little 8 balls, show me where the ki's at The time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish 'em Tryna find a balance, reachin' from my equilibrium Fools I pity 'em, I'm not a human, I'm amphibian Fake superhero like the Mystery Men I ain't savin' nothin' I'm gettin' faded 'til the angels comin' Skippin' all the famous functions How do the famous function? The A-list can't be trusted I strong-arm 'em like I play the trumpet The bottom barrel of society I tell my bitch if she don't love me Then just lie to me, I'm finer than the winery Take it from the rich, this is piracy (piracy) Finally, I don't even need my fuckin' eyes to see Come and die with me 'Cause everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Said, everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Yeah, said everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Said, everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Yeah, um, okay My mind is Yoda, I'm on Ayatollah These other rappers, just a diet soda I find Jehovah in the darkest places, empty as apartment basements This a marathon gentlemen, go ahead and start the races Save the coffin spaces You'll come up missin' Tell your bitch that you been trippin', now you on vacation Rappin' like it's automated, lights I keep 'em on like Vegas Lava makin', so hot I'm turnin' hog to bacon Only God can save him, I heard the monsters made him I ain't a star, I'm way farther with the constellations Contemplatin' suicide like it's a D.V.D. Lost inside my mind, it's a prison, homie, leave me be You can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeks Bitch, I never miss a beat, I'm Charlie Conway, triple deke Gordon Bombay in these streets, ballin' like I'm Pistol Pete Been a beast, every word I spit rewritin' history Look at what you did to me, look at what you did to me Run into the underworld with guns and set the sinners free No bitches in my circle, I'm the show, you the commercial I been poppin' like a kernel, readin' Justin Bieber's journal Treat you like a urinal 'Cause everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Said, everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Yeah, said everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies) Said, everybody got dead homies (on the dead homies)

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way