i love the "where's Melissa, Where's Se7en, Where is Dot Dot Curve when you need them" so much this song is so so good

You’re seriously the sweetest, ily Dart 😭😭

Yeah we gettin' crazy bitches
Yeah we gettin' lit man
See your eyes up on me bitch yeah
Malice is the shit man

Pullin up with my crew 
lookin fly as fuck
got our tight jeans, poofy hair
Yeah you're outta luck

Poppin bottles, going crazy
See us dancing, so amazing
Know you can't resist us baby
So can you maybe-

Drop it low bitch
I know bitch 
I feel it in the air

Take it slow
feel the flow
like you just don't care

Goin wild
I like your style
With your teased up hair

See your smile
Wait a while
Yeah we're almost there

Girls up on us, hot like a sauna
Bitch you want it, yeah we got it
Just being honest, we got, we flaunt it
Hand her loose paper with my digits on it

Dj turning up the music
Make the people fucking lose it
Getting crunk and getting boozed yeah
Make the people fucking lose it

GET CRUNK, GET CRUNK
MOTHERFUCKER GO AND TURN THE MUSIC UP
GET CRUNK, GET CRUNK
YEAH YOU KNOW THAT WE'LL NEVER GET ENOUGH

Party In The Crunk Trunk

Throw fucks up to the sky
Get tipsy you and I
Get frisky don't be shy
DGAF-ing til I die

Been a fucked up fucking week but you've heard it all before
I'm pulling out eyelashes waking up on bathroom floors
I'm trying not puke and you're standing at my door
But if we're going out, here's how I am gonna roll

Throw fucks up to the sky
Get tipsy you and I
Get frisky don't be shy
DGAF-ing til I die

Were keeping shit going cause tonight we're going hard
I'm dancing up on people like I flunked from Julliard
This little heartbreaker's got my number on a card
Let's keep this show going this depravity is art

Throw fucks up to the sky
Get tipsy you and I
Get frisky don't be shy
DGAF-ing til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die

(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) I'm stealing your booze and I'm stealing your bitch
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) You don't need both I know you're filthy fucking rich
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) I'm getting her off while you take off on your yacht 
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) And somehow she's wetter than your filthy fucking yacht
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) I'm stealing your booze and I'm stealing your bitch
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) You don't need both I know you're filthy fucking rich
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) I'm getting her off while you take off on your yacht 
(D.G.A.F.T.I.D) And somehow she's wetter than your filthy fucking yacht

Throw fucks up to the sky
Get tipsy you and I
Get frisky don't be shy
DGAF-ing til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die
Don't give a fuck tonight
Don't give a fuck til I die

Scene Sixteen

D.G.A.F.T.I.D.

Ke$ha in the casa like it's 2009
You know we bitches don't get carded cause we're too damn divine
And like the Darling's dolled up I'm a doe for a dime
It's like fucking hunting season get your ass back in line 
We've got girls who like leashes and the beaches that rhyme
And we know where the freaks is and the party's online
Posting 7000 pictures of our shots with the lime
Pray to the Miss Aoki that I'm finding a ride

Cause I'm fucked up tonight
I'm fucked up tonight
I'm fucked up tonight
I'll down another cup in the back of club just keep em coming down

[Maya's verse]

Log on Myspace change my status
As I head out the door 
Like may I please have your attention
Everyone on the floor

Early morning into dusk
Poppin bottles smoking kush
The scene elite we’re glamorous 
BITCH YOU WISH THAT YOU WERE US

Yeah we rock that hot couture
Dance until your back is sore 
Po-po’s banging down the door
Girl you’re such a fucking (screams) 

Don’t you know the sitch man?
God its getting hard to stand
Better check your bitch man cause
MALICE IS THE SHIT MAN

Cause I'm fucked up tonight
I'm fucked up tonight
I'm fucked up tonight
I'll down another cup in the back of club just keep em coming down
[both]
Cause we're fucked up tonight
Let's get drunk tonight
Get crunked up tonight
We'll down another cup in back of the club cause we're VIPs were down

Speak up
It's loud
Girl speak up
It's loud
Girl get up
Right now
All hands up
Right now
Dance fucked up
Right now
Like piss drunk
Right now 
Dead crunked up
Right now
Fucking crunked up
Right now

We're wearing tiny things
Top of black skinny jeans
With the rhinestone bling 
Cause our heads are (fucked up!)

Going down on me
And your head's ringing 
From the leg ANCs
Cause my EP's (fucked up)

Like a hot zombie
You would never touch me
You would never want me 
Less you are (fucked up)

Freaks on the floor
Inhale all my spores
Like a poison you want more

I'm a psych thriller dream
And a nightmare fiend
I'm an unidentified
Alien thing

A queen on the scene 
Everybody look at me
I'm an unidentified
Body in the street

No flash photography
Let me rest in scene
Let me have another drink
Cause this stories (fucked up)

Like a hot zombie
You could never touch me
You would never want me 
Less you are (fucked up)

Fucked Up

Fucked Up! - feat. Maya Malice

(Dedicated to my amazing partner <333)

When I first saw you I thought
Man that guy is cool but I
Got too nervous and too
In my head but then you
Left a message at the tone and I 
Looked at my iphone and I
Saw a drawing made of
Paper and pen 

Now we talk every once in a while
I'd do anything just to see you smile but 
There's something that I need you to see
I'm just a scene kid with a ukulele 
I know it doesn't get much more cheesy but
I just want you to know...

Wait a minute 
Don't turn away now
Adjust the static
And turn the lights out

I am here to fight your fears 
And take you away
Just come with me

Paralized with butterflies 
I see them dancing in your eyes
And realize...

Cause I know where you're going babe
It's too far
They say to keep on going but it's
too hard
But we are one in the same
And you know I need you here with me

There's a lot out there
But we don't really care
We're enough right here 

There's a lot out there
Even if it's not fair
we're enough right here

Hold me tight, don't let go
I can feel it in my soul
Can you feel it taking hold?
Cause I just wanted you to know

And I just want you to know you mean the world to me
Beautiful in ways that you'll never see
And I just want...

YOU KNOW MY HEART BEATS TRUE WITH EMOTION
EYES DEEP SEA BLUE LIKE THE OCEAN
AND BABY YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE IN MY FOCUS
ALL ALONG I JUST WANTED YOU TO NOTICE

xSEXITREXIHUMAN

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

You wanna run your mouth but I’m not listening you see? 
You fucking haters all just jealous wishing you were me
“Your hair looks silly kid, your outfit sucks” I disagree 
I know you’re insecure, your comments never phase me

You can't control, it's physical
Ethereal, you'll never know
Just feel the flow, and take it slow
And let it grow, you'll never know

Run your mouth, but you're just bluffing
That's okay 'cause we're above it
No need to be mad at us
Just because we're fabulous

You wanna run that by me again?
You wanna run that by me again?
You wanna run that by me again?
I can't hear you

Running your mouth like a track star
Working your lips like a porn star
I know you wanna be the center of attention
Never mind me, I'm screen time retention 
Eyes on me like your locked to my presence
I decree you get out of my presence
We don't need wannabees
We have VIPs
Not your rosy knees
Out of detention 
I'm the birthday queen of the crunkcore scene
And you know Darling don't give a fuck about you 
I'm the dead-eyed dream of every caffeine fiend
Who dances harder when my lyrics are about you
Hear that beat below?
That 808 in your soul?
That's me finger blasting your girl
Hear what she needs you for?
Just for the rent and the Coors
She comes to me for the sex and the vodka
She likes my hair and my jeans
The flavor of my pussy and the songs that I scream Oh
In all your jealousy
You talk shit to me
And I'm just left here like

Speak Up! (feat. Xx-Dart-Darling-xX <3)

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

hiii it's Dart Darling
uh im like super busy now cause I'm dead or whatever
leave a message after the beep

Uprooting upheaving the rot rot
Cause were all dolled up and we're hot hot
We're DOA in a Mercedes-Benz
We're a landfill barbie, biohazard kens
It's the lastest craze on the boulevard
You walk up to the cliffs and jump right off
Reanimations just titillating
And I know you love these titties ladies

We smell like viva, tequila, formaldehyde
We like makeup and shopping and suicide
Cheerleader eater in the back of a hearse ride
Put your hands up for the Dead Girl party life
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN

We decked out in couture -ture
And we know how you always want more more
I heard from a birdy living under your skin
About the way that you watch and you're dreaming of sin
I've got something of a calling from a higher power
To make whores from the tops of radio towers
And if you're hearing this my signal's reached to you
Cause I want you to dance like the way I do

Put your tits to the front and your ass to the back
Your provocation is a two front attack
You get lost in the music till you're all but gone
And you never come back, you're dumb by dawn
I know that you wish that you were like me
So cmon babe join my horde, my zombies
The party don't start till we walk in
So you better stay close if you wanna get in

We smell like viva, tequila, formaldehyde
We like makeup and shopping and suicide
Cheerleader eater in the back of a hearse ride
Put your hands up for the Dead Girl party life
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN

dead girls have more fun
dead girls have more fun
(laughter)
it's gotta be something like that, hold on...
WE DON'T WANNA THINK WE WANNA TRASH THIS BITCH
AND WE DON'T WANNA TALK YOU CAN SUCK THIS DICK
WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK WE GIVE CRUNKCORE SNOBS
SOMETHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT AND POLISH FOR THEIR KNOBS
ART IS DEAD AND IM THE ONE WHO KILLED HER
FOR MARKETING PURPOSES I HIT HER WITH MY CAR
WE DON'T WANNA THINK WE WANNA TRASH THIS BITCH
AND WE DON'T WANNA TALK YOU CAN SUCK THIS DICK
WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK WE GIVE CRUNKCORE SNOBS
SOMETHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT AND POLISH FOR THEIR KNOBS
ART IS DEAD AND IM THE ONE WHO KILLED HER
FOR MARKETING PURPOSES I HIT HER WITH MY CAR
ART IS DEAD AND IM THE ONE WHO KILLED HER
ART IS DEAD AND DARLING FUCKING KILLED HER

We smell like viva, tequila, formaldehyde
We like makeup and shopping and suicide
Cheerleader eater in the back of a hearse ride
Put your hands up for the Dead Girl party life
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN

Dead Girls Have More Fun

Dart's here to bring you online
I've got salt and tequila and ice for your lime
Big hair big Shoes and tight jeans
I'm the scene rat queen of your drunken daydreams
Get down on me like that freaky shit you know I like
Of course I'm fucking into that bitch this is showbiz
I'm here to fuck, get drunk, get crunk, and own it

Drink!
One shot this time!
Drink!
Two shots this time!
Dance!
Try not to die
Put your hands on my hips
And let's go for a ride!
Let's freaky while we're getting crunk
We're drunk tonight
Drink!
Three shots this time!
Dance until you hit the floor
Drink!
One shot this time!
Drink!
Two shots this time!
Dance!
Try not to die
[A-L-C-O] Lust and liquor feelin high
Let's get crazy while we're getting crunk
Turn out the lights
Drink!
Three shots this time!
Dance until you beg for more (WOO)

Defibrillate, calibrate, are you okay?
Just a little electric, or how you say,
Oui, Je suis mort en 2004
Left a captive audience who adore
All the crazy ass shit that the scene queens do
There had to be somebody to be instead of you
So here I am baby, lick it up
That's what I said to your girl in my pickup truck

CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG

Drink!
One shot this time!
Drink!
Two shots this time!
Dance!
Try not to die
Put your hands on my hips
And let's go for a ride!
Let's freaky while we're getting crunk
We're drunk tonight
Drink!
Three shots this time!
Dance until you hit the floor
Drink!
One shot this time!
Drink!
Two shots this time!
Dance!
Try not to die
[A-L-C-O] Wait that's not mine
Let's get crazy while we're getting crunk
Turn out the lights
Drink!
Three shots this time!
Dance until you beg for more

I know everybody here by the same name
The same hair and clothes and the fake fame
We're all reliving but we can't live
We're all window shopping and we can't give
What's the point of it all if it's been done before
I don't wanna be a doll or a face or the same whore
Everything I do is derivative, referential so apologies if I come off sad or existential
My life's work here is an attempt at authentic
Pathetic but I think I deserve a little credit
Am I alive? Are you alive?
Right who are you?
That's the point of it all, reflecting back to you
A-L-C-O-H-O-L I see it back to you
I put the Star is Czarina and the Cat in Catatonic
Ignore the message just crank the bass bitch I'm on it

Snippets from Alcohol by The Millionaires

Drink Drink Dance! (Do Not Die)

[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

Hi I'm Dart I'm a scene kid who loves crunkcore and hates quality control. It's free to download my shit but it's funnier if you pirate it. I wanna see my bullshit on Limewire.

Okay Fine, Maybe Crunk's a Little Dead

Xx-Dart-Darling-xX <3

Recent comments

Roozluvcats0

crunkPHREEK

Korra Rain

sams

Related tracks