The parties dead
The parties gone
The parties passed out in its vomit in the lawn
See the photos?
See the trends?
All things colorful have come to an end
Take your clothes off
Rip to shreds
I refuse that scene is on it's death bed
Grab 4Loko
Get a grip
Take a shot cause I think you're gonna need it

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear

Where's Melissa? Where's Se7en?
Where is Dot Dot Curve when you need them?
Where's the crunk? 808s?
Where is heaven when there isn't any myspace?
It's with Korra, and Kira, and Keila
It's with Maya and the mandate that you hear
It's the Roxxers who are kickin to Xtina
We're the freedom that instills a kind of fear

Don't you wish you had glamour like us?
Where were corpses, glittering with rust?
Picture this on your damned For You Page
Death comes cause we're too fabulous
Don't you wish you were more interesting?
Less of beige and blue color dust?
Pinterest me for your aesthetic webpage
Dark Dart, Dart Darling, look me up

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear

This is cuntcore crunkcore
Scratching at your front door
We live like kings without paradise

This is fuck doll mess -core
Dead girl fucking couture
We fuck like it's going outta style

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear
ABOUT THIS TRACK

Fun fact, this was a track that I scrapped from Scene Sixteen because I couldn't think of any lyrics.
CREDITS

My Friend Max gets a writing credit on this because he was the one to think of "cuntcore". Here's to you Maxwell.

Creators Mentioned (In order):
Korra Rain: https://on.soundcloud.com/mfQcY
Kirā キラー : https://on.soundcloud.com/tSv8n
xX_KeilaKreepz_Xx: https://on.soundcloud.com/JU4Nr
Maya Malice: https://on.soundcloud.com/YN4cZ
Candi Roxx: https://on.soundcloud.com/sgoj6

Please go listen to all of these wonderful musicians keeping the scene alive online!!!!

Crunk's UnDead?

Okay Fine, Maybe Crunk's a Little Dead

Samples are from "A Half Acre of Ash" by EverymanHYBRID

Some backstory here, I originally made this in class when I was really upset (I added my vocals later ofc lol) and I never really intended to release this anywhere until my friends told me they liked it

So sorry this is a bit out of character for me (hence it being a bonus track) but I hope you guys like this track anyways, even if it's a little goofy

Audiophobia (Bonus Track)

Huge thanks to Dart for doing this sick remix!!! https://soundcloud.com/xx-dart-darling-xx-3

Listen to the original here: https://on.soundcloud.com/TaLyZ

Hot Topic xX-Dart-Darling-Xx <3 Remix (Bonus Track)

[Thanks so much to Pizza for featuring!! https://soundcloud.com/pizzamachine-294756418]

Get up
Lets go
Hands up
On the floor

Let's dance
Petal to the metal 
Let me see those hands
Let go, don't care
Just let them stare

Gimmie more gimmie more
If you wanna talk shit you can head to the door
Throw that ass back till your body hits the floor
Tonight we gonna dance till we can't no more

Get loose get loose
Everybody up yeah I wanna see you move
See you in the back yeah bitch you too
Calling all the ladies
Shake your caboose 

LETS GET CRUNK BITCH
LETS GET FUCKING CRUNK BITCH
LETS GET CRUNK BITCH
BOTTLES UP, TAKE A SIP

We don't give a fuck
Party forever
Crunk is never done
We'll never surrender 

Get it right tonight
Getting crunk till we die

Got Keila Kreepz on the other line
Saying she's serving drinks tonight
And Korra Rain's on the floor tonight
Quartz knuckles on she's about to break your spine

Heart attack, insomniac, 
Kiera's pulling up in a Pontiac 
Candiroxx out here kicking ass
Main bad bitch dropping banger tracks

Wake up bitch this ain't a dream
Malice and Pizzamachine
Crunk won't die, won't rest in peace
Yeah we're bringing back the scene

Crunk Till We DIE (ft. PizzaMachine)

[Thanks to Dart for featutring!! https://soundcloud.com/xx-dart-darling-xx-3]

Going out to the club this weekend
Hope you're ready to get on the floor and dance
Skipping trips, planning this all season
I requested off three weeks in advance

Bumming cigarettes and smoking out the windows
Passing streetlights and running over potholes
Got the playlist bumping
Feel the buzz take hold
Midnight air and gasoline
It never gets old

Left and right turns all down the street
The crew is looking fire turn up the heat
You know we got the swag that can't be beat
Feel the night air against your cheek

High-beam headlights
We live that nightlife
Booze, money, drug highs
Wake up it's show time
Girls, friends, good times
This is the highlight
Cause we're all gonna die
Let's live our best life

Cause we're all gonna die
Let's speed by 35
Let's take the turns like a Nascar truck
Let's turn the tricks for couple more bucks
Let's take our chances or take the drugs
The dj paid for it, I'm gonna chug
The tables turning, put your fucking hands up
The room is spinning, think I'm gonna up-chuck (Ew!)
Let's take a joyride, cause baby this the highlife
The party scene is making bills
Look like Jersey, pay like the Hills
Let's take the next right, now don't you stop till daylight
You'll be Paris, I'll be Nicole
You'll be Jwoww I'm still Nicole!

High-beam headlights
We live that nightlife
Booze, money, drug highs
Wake up it's show time
Girls, friends, good times
This is the highlight
Cause we're all gonna die
Let's live our best life

Goin' out, goin' out 
Goin' out, goin' out
Welcome to the scene
Gonna make you scream and shout
Goin' out, goin' out
Goin' out, goin' out
Get with it or get out
Tonight we're goin' out

Taking over, never sober
Party till the night is over.

Goin' Out (ft. xX-Dart-Darling-Xx <3)

[Sample from "When CPR Turns To Necrophilia" by Subscene]

So give it to me straight Mr. Subscene
All these doctors aren't telling me what's happening
Upped the dosage and I swear to god it's changing me
Black mirrors, white walls, and a smoke screen

Sharpened scalpels, mutilation, 
that'll leave a mark
Can't remember who I was back at the start
See the writing on the walls
It's a work of art
Left a shattered sense of self and a broken heart

Oh, I know these things will help me in the future
But my life is still at the mercy of doctors

All fucked up but nothing's changed
The side effects are wrecking me
Biologics in my veins
Bloodwork shows it's still the same

NOTHING EVER CHANGES 
I AM TRAPPED IN THIS HELL
UP THE MEDICATION 
YEAH YOU MIGHT AS WELL

Forced to fake it
Never make it
Toxic chemicals and they told me to take it

I can feel the change
Deep inside my veins
Staring deep into the mirror but it's not the same

No one left except for me
Losing my humanity 
Locked away, I'm never free
Forced to fight, no time for peace

Left alone in the dark
Bloody hands, I've played my part
Brain dead with a beating heart
Staying human's the hardest part

More Than Human

E-D-N-O-S
E-D-N-O-S
Always working, never rest
Failure to your own success 

E-D-N-O-S
E-D-N-O-S
Was this always just a test?
Don't surrender to the stress

Think your methods are foolproof and true
But there's something they never told you
Up and down like a rollercoaster ride
Stuck in place till the end of time

Now you're bumpin in the club
DJ turn that music up
Hear that voice inside your head
"You are never good enough"

Now you're moving in the crowd
Vision's blurring, going out
They still look at you with doubt 
YOU WILL NEVER MAKE IT OUT

Put your hands up
To the rhythm 
They're indifferent to your condition

Raise your glasses
To the ceiling
Cursed to stay, oh
You're never leaving 

Been a year and still no progress
Trapped yourself in a twisted contest
Personality has left your conscience
As your body stops its functions

Every day is the same
Trapped with thoughts you can not tame
Repetition is your game
Circumstances never change

Go, drop, make it stop 
They are worthy, you are not 
Boom, shock, body rock 
This obsession, you can’t stop

Go, turn, cha-cha slide
Left alone without a guide
Not otherwise specified 
The mirror's telling lies

Problem ain't medical
Purely hypothetical 
Oh honey bless your soul
You'll never reach your goals

You should go against your doctors 
Stop taking your beta blockers 
You know it’s not true
They won’t believe you 

Throw it up, spit it out 
Burn it off, work it out 
You know you're only pretty
If you can prove you're skinny

You tear yourself apart
Just to end back at the start
Best years already spent
The cycle never ends

Edn0s

[Samples from "Episode #5: Upper Body & Arms" by EverymanHYBRID and "Who Could Win A Rabbit" by Animal Collective]

Tried to ignore it but it won't stop
You notice things that don't line up

Feeling watched you sleep with the lights on
Got the feeling that you're sorta being spied on
Hide these emotions let it grow
Let it fester
You can be my warren jester 

I know what you did
THEY KNOW WHAT YOU DID

Hiding in the darkness 
You think you can escape it
Your unsuspecting audience 
You’ll be my entertainment 
My bidding you must harken 
This timeline will be tainted
I'm writing and producing
Your vitriol and hatred 

Listen close my little rabbit
With your buddies think you're hot shit
You better watch your back bitch
You'll never kick The Habit

Fits of confusion, you’re feeling sick
Accused of things that you never did 

Have you over for pizza and murder 
Homicide with a little friendly banter
Panic as your screams interrupted by my laughter
Hear your guts hit the floor with a splatter 

Listen here you useless dumb bitch
YOU DISGUST ME
No one here to blame but yourself
YOULL NEVER BREAK FREE

THERES NO HOPE, NO LOVE, NO HONOR
HERE INSIDE MY HOUSE OF SLAUGHTER
SUBMIT TO MY MENTAL TORTURE
KILL YOUR FRIENDS AND EAT YOUR DAUGHTERS

I am the shadow in the corner of your room
In the back of your mind
All your thoughts I consume
Every dirty little whisper
Every lie with a grin
All the greed and the crimes of your sorry human kin
See you looking for an end but you're never gonna find it
Letting you escape wouldn't be an act of kindness
I've seen it all, the atrocities of man
From the way you behave I can't say I'm a fan
You're all pawns in my little game
I don't do it for the money  
I don't do it for the fame
Now lights camera ready for your final hour
Stand back you don't know my power

HABIT MADE ME DO IT
HABIT MADE ME DO IT
HABIT MADE ME DO IT
HABIT MADE ME DO IT

NEVER GETTING THROUGH THIS
FOTGOT WHAT THE TRUTH IS
SAY MY LIFE IS RUINED
HABIT MADE ME DO IT

The Habit

Video games are bad for you…
Bad for you…
Bad for your kids

Negative thoughts get in your head…
In your head…
Make you sick 

I heard about this new arcade down the street 
They got a cabinet there they say can not be beat 
And those who try fall in too deep
They wake up screaming seeing colors in their sleep 

Government persons with scientific vocations
Men in black suits are stealing your information 
Having bad dreams and vivid hallucinations 
Addictive new mechanics and sensory deprivation 

Plug me in and turn me on
Pop in a quarter and lets begin
Forget about your Pac-Man, Galaga, Tron,
Shockwaves passing through your cranium

Play again, something's up
Victims to MK Ultra
Straining through the brainfog
Trying to see the end of this 
Polybius

My life seems empty and I'm feeling down
Like I'm surrounded by a dark grey cloud
But when I close my eyes I hear those sounds
Those flashing lights are all that's there for me now

All alone, sold my soul
Can't say no, don't let go
Losing hope. comatose
Audio, video

ISOLATED, ALL ALONE
CAN'T ESCAPE I SOLD MY SOUL
LOSING HOPE, COMATOSE
AUDIO AND VIDEO

I CAN NOT ESCAPE FROM THIS
WHAT IS REAL? I'VE LOST MY GRIP
BROKEN PSYCHE, CAN'T BE FIXED
WHO'S TO BLAME? POLYBIUS

Polybius

[Samples are from "Archive Announcement 2", "Compilation #1", and "XD64B8_14EC7D7E1FC12_000.ppm" by The June Archive And Restoration Project]

I have a complex view of nostalgia
A man-made tool to remember things you’re fond of
Memories are subject to mistakes and distortions
Nostalgia is a weapon you can use to exploit this

All alone 
But you keep dreaming
You’ll grow old
But the memories aren’t leaving

Trapped awake in the dead of night 
Trying to figure out how to say goodbye 
Wishing you could just go back in time
Buddy, come with me and close your eyes

Heard you wanna go back in time
Just take a look inside your mind
Memories and better times
Here inside your DSI

I know how to set you free
Just take a breath and trust in me
Soon enough I’ll make you see
I’ll remind you of the good times 
so come play with me

Now that I've got you right where I want you
Dangling the answers in your face just to taunt you
Internet acquaintances will laugh and say it's not true 
Even then, I'll occupy their thoughts and spread to them too

The only way to get what you want is to take it
The only way to change a person's mind is to break it 
Time is of the essence so we better get it done quick
Going back and changing things in ways that I see fit

Fuzz

[Parts of the lyrics/melody are referenced from "Killing Rabbits Anymore" by Dropping A Popped Locket]

We buy three piece suits just to die in them
We dig great big holes just to lie in them
Going for a night on the town getting all dressed up
All these zombie bitches got my head fucked up

Caffeine, nicotine, with a side of cannabis
perfume, hairspray, with a touch of rotten flesh
pretty pink glitter over bloodshot eyes
Zombie whore insomniac, barely alive

Pretty little bitch yeah you look like a monster
Good for nothing kid crawled from 6 feet under
It's not fair
Got your whole life  Ahead of you 
Don't care
Throw it all away for the views

Young, dumb, and sick see you banging down death's door
Clothes all ripped, girl your makeup is an eyesore
Big hair
Living fast just to die young
Blank stare
We've got nothing to run from

We wear designer makeup just to cry in it
Giving bitter farewells and suicide wishes
Yeah you know our brains tuned to mush but our hearts won't stop
No hope left we've already given up

Brass knuckles, rhinestones, studs missing from our belts
Say the scene is dead but we’re dragging it back up from hell 
Say our lives are over but we still want more
Get into it bitch, this is dead girl couture

You can see them, in the night
Hear the screaming, what a sight 
Terror in the streets follow something truly bizarre
Pretty little bitch but you know they’ll never get far
Figures in the fog leave footsteps in dead leaves
Echoes of the past show in faces of dead teens
Pull up with designer makeup on our faces
A long rotted archive of old friend spaces
The living slam their doors while the zombies get crunk
They claim the scene is dead but we’ve only just begun

I Was A Teenage Scenester

Crunkcore n other scene shiz. I'm still new to SoundCloud and music production so any feedback is appreciated :P

Goin' Out (ft. xX-Dart-Darling-Xx <3)

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