Tane - Baya$: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Tane

Hip-Hop/Rap

Tane was released on May 15, 2026 by La Meta Records as a part of the album Joker 2 - EP

Song Details

AlbumJoker 2 - EP

Release DateMay 15, 2026

LabelLa Meta Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM86

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Baya$

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Alberto Lugo Solis

Alberto Lugo Solis

Composer

Lyrics

I heard stories of a past life

A kid once told himself about it

Wasn't mine, don't know what they talking 'bout

Say he needed my attention to pass classes

Visitation back about field trips to Cancun

And Costa Air evacuated

Holidays was never festive

Now my ass is in a mess

They hate every Monday as if Tuesday wasn't ever Wednesday

They talk of her as if she was none other than the best of cousin

Cousins, cousin

Curses, curses

Now I hear the rest glow when all my brothers is

Not on heroin but blew out the roof like birds singing in the morning

Flew out the coolest breeze with mom calling

None ever related to the beats that made the weather

Reflecting on lunar seasons

And each month became my mysticism

Move across and never had to doubt

When about in high trees in the circles

That never had any ways out of this middle state of centricism

There are Buddhas and you know

And there is never reason for any man to doubt

Now here's my doubt

I've never been able to afford for Ms. Fat Booty tickets to that show

When her dress doesn't really show what she really knows

But how to dine with white women where a glass of wine is served

And lapses every shade of red she pouts

And here her lips become wine drops

With Jesus Christ and loud and angry shouts

I swear I never meant to have a cruel intention

Not on purpose and the rest of the red on satin jackets

That comes in the mail she won't trust

Unless it pushes up to make lies up in the glasses

Now the hut, hut, cup, hush

No one calls advice but they are given only signs

And ceases that gave up on us

Must we ask anything of them?

Do not

All the symbolism, no cause can be born of no effect

We're determined to say first that this will not affect us

Thus trust in no one and listen to no one trust

There's nothing for all for one and one for all

Never was enough, not for thought

At the end of the night I feel her in my clutch

Signs of neverness diluting into dust

And there's no reason my early age has just failed me to lust

Purgatory held me in the air, suspended stress

Plus above me there's no rush

Thus reason to recall, remember me

That's the rush

No Mary, she was so called Queen of Scots

Butterscotch kids run around

Turns back and waits next to another spot

Mind frames against the wall

Turn it up, no reason

Gave nothing back without the fuss

Next channel, Fox is fucked

Reality falls sooner than the seconds as they fall off

Off the clock

No one's here and all I hear are knocks

Boxing in the mirror, yeah, yeah, yeah

He fell off

There's no image that's not artificial

Now that bus is bust

Never in the end of silence and a whim

But he's not fucked

Last see of Maryland's arrivals

Now my terrapins and rivals

Better on luck

Nothing but a plagiarist

There's nothing in the papers murdered us

Written by: Alberto Lugo Solis

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