They be like "boo that's a bomb ass outfit" I be like "thanks, it's from Hot Topic"

You see your fame will elevate
I'll give you something to celebrate
Hit me up on MySpace
Add me to your top 8

I wanna buy band tees
I wanna buy Invader Zim
I want Hello Kitty
I wanna buy whatever's in

You can understand quite easily
If you buy two of these
You can get one for free
Just leave the explaining to little ol me
Now the register is weird with the way it does the math
But it takes me a minute to explain sales tax
I can solve your problem with a very simple ask
just buy more stuff

Come on girl just go and throw up your hands
Scientifically engineered to make you wanna dance
Our exploitation of the teenage market's quite advanced

Hot Topic

Got down on my knees, and prayed to god
Make me a scene queen, and make me hot
He looked down at me with those undead eyes

And all he fucking gave me was an eating disorder and a caffeine addiction

I can feel it in my chest
Maybe I just need some rest
But if this is for the best
Thoughts in my head I detest 

Anything I could ever want's at my fingertips
But does it even matter if my life is meaningless? 

I feel it rotting away like I'm a zombie
I feel it crushing me like...

I sit here wasting my life away every sunday
Waiting here hoping I'll get to paradise someday 
But what's the point if it all can get taken away? 
If Jesus rose from the dead then isn't he a zombie? 

Post-apocalyptic they prophesize the end of days
Sinners go to hell where they get devoured by the flames
Still I can't see what any of this shit has to do with me
Why should I listen to the mumblings of a zombie

BAD MAN, BAD MAN 
CAN'T YOU SMELL THE DEATH, MAN?
LIMPING FORWARD, REACHING OUT
I TREMBLE AS THE DEAD STAND 

CHRIST IS BORN AGAIN TODAY
BUT THROUGH SOME DEMONIC WAY
CAREFUL CHILDREN RUN AWAY
YOUR SAVIOUR'S COME TO EAT YOUR BRAINS

If only I knew what happens to me after death
Inside my casket covered in rhinestones and zebra print
Have all these conflicting messages gone to my head?
Lying all alone at 2 am in my bed

Is there just nothing at all that comes after this?
Exhale my final breath and subsequently cease to exist
Spirits, ghosts, reincarnation or something else that I missed
All things considered thank fuck thank I'm an aethiest

If Jesus Rose From The Dead Does That Make Him A Zombie

Oh fuck is this thing on?
Alright we're on the air let's get this thing started people come on

Hello, may I have your attention
Let me show you something that will change your perception
Tune out the radio, incomprehension
Don't open your eyes as we travel dimensions

Listen up this is your captain speaking
Broadcast the melodies you find intriguing 
Do not believe everything that you're seeing
DONT INTERRUPT ME WHILE IM SPEAKING

1, 2
3, 4
Leave your shitty attitudes at the door

5, 6
7, 8
Disregard their comments haters gonna hate

(LETS GO)

1, 2, 3, 4 
Get your ass out on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Make them fucking beg for more

(COME ON)

1, 2, 3, 4
Allow me to demonstrate
5, 6, 7, 8
This is my mandate

Intro (Mandate)

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

[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

[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

Thanks to Dart for the guest vocals <3 https://soundcloud.com/xx-dart-darling-xx-3

Trespassing, With Dart Darling (Skit)

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

Wake up, tease your hair
Grab your flat iron and something to wear
Something flashy to make the normies stare
Don't stress your makeup we can do it when we get there

Wake up bitch like it's scene sixteen
Pull up to the spot and they know we're the queens
Call us fresh to death cause we're lookin so clean
Boutta smoke the competition like r.i.p

1, 2, 3, 4
You know we're the hottest fuckers on the floor
(LETS GO)

1,2,3,4
Get your ass out on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Make them fucking beg for more
1, 2, 3, 4
Allow me to demonstrate
5, 6, 7, 8
This is my Mandate

CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME 
I'VE BEEN TRAPPED SO LONG
MELODIES REPEATING 
FORCED TO SING ALONG

Wake up, ignore the thoughts
Get on the floor and do what you're taught
Hands in the air feel the beat in your heart
Move to the rhythm
Go along, play your part

Welcome home, enjoy your stay
Please don't go, don't fade away
Listen close, feel my pain
Get on the floor, it's time to play

THE AIRWAVE'S CORRUPTED
WITH NEURAL DISTRUCTION 
YOU CAN NOT TRUST THEM
CAUSE THEY'RE UP TO SOMETHING
THEY'VE ALREADY SOLD YOU
MELODIES CONTROL YOU
SO PLEASE I IMPLORE YOU
REMEMBER YOUR OWN TRUTH

1,2,3,4
Get your ass out on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Make them fucking beg for more
1, 2, 3, 4
Allow me to demonstrate
5, 6, 7, 8
This is my Mandate

1, 2, 3, 4, 
These thoughts are no longer yours 
5, 6, 7, 8, 
Lost among the drums and chords
Hear that beat is bangin
Bouncing through your brain its
Begging you to dance on 
This is my Sanction

Intro (Sanction)

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

Intro (Sanction)

Maya Malice

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