album cover
DAT/phone
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
DAT/phone was released on November 20, 2025 by Tulengua as a part of the album BASURA
album cover
AlbumBASURA
Release DateNovember 20, 2025
LabelTulengua
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
tulengua
tulengua
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Lilienthal
Alan Lilienthal
Composer
Christa Amari Jordan
Christa Amari Jordan
Composer
Jaime Mora
Jaime Mora
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Lilienthal
Alan Lilienthal
Producer
Christa Amari Jordan
Christa Amari Jordan
Producer
Jaime Mora
Jaime Mora
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn near so much on my mental
So much that I been through
But it don't compare to the world and essentials
The weather, the climate, the children be dyin'
Skies black by enemy missiles
We cry out to Zion for thousands of years
It's been goin' through hell, well, I been through
Y'all see what y'all wanna see, wanna see skrrt
Oh, well, when it beneficial
Now we so damn numb, numb, numb
Let the phone in the palm of your hands make you dumb, dumb, dumb
Some form of imposter syndrome, 'drome, 'drome
Tongue-tied, that's another conundrum
I'm so fuckin' tired of these dark times, that's why I stay offline just like Kingdom Come
Talk about the cities, that bitch all fried, I be playing offsides, this ain't what you want
[Verse 2]
El año es 3900
Ya vi el futuro y te cuento
Allá no seguimos leyes humanas, que todo eso es un invento
Solo existe la ley natural, las estrellas, la luna y el mar
Dios plan, adiós, Satán, abuelo Abraham
Tambor hebreo, coro de Islám
When the fuck did we get so damn numb, numb, numb?
'Cause that phone in your hand make you dumb, dumb, dumb
[Verse 3]
Víralo, mira lo chiquito, what you running from?
Yo de blanco y negro, brisa oscura, de arcoíris como en Iris
Se ha estimulado que decreto, yo me desconecto, recuerdo lo que soy
Mucha vida, todos están cerrados, llegamos armados, perdiendo la razón
El número que marcaste no existe
Por favor confírmalo e inténtalo nuevamente
[Instrumental]
Put that ass up in my left hand
If you do me wrong, I swear I'm fucking on your best friend tonight
Do you get the message?
'Cause I'm on the way and I don't wanna keep 'em guessing
Tape you dancing on my phone
You're the one I wanna see, baby girl, when I'm alone
Ain't nobody who can do it like I do it how I do it, yeah
So don't call me on my phone
Don't call me on my phone
Hell, hell no
Don't call me on my phone
Don't call me on my phone, phone, phone
Don't call me on my phone
Hell, hell no
Don't call me on my phone, okay
[Verse 4]
No me hables si no quieres, lo mejor para mí
No me hables si no quieres, lo mejor para ti
No me hables, hay envidias y ya no hay confianza
Si cuando le damos pa'lante no avanzas
Creo que se acabó, yeah, otra cosa ya empezó
Otro ciclo ya empezó y no me viste, yeah
Creo que te me perdiste, yeah
Y se siente cabrón tus fotos on my phone, my phone, my phone, yeah
[Outro]
Y se siente cabrón tus fotos on my phone
Don't call me on my phone
So don't call me on my phone
Don't call me on my phone
Don't call me on my phone
Written by: Alan Lilienthal, Christa Amari Jordan, Jaime Mora
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...