Crunk's Not Dead!

Wake Up bitch, c'mon and get your ass out of bed
we're going out I found a show on the internet

It's some band who thinks they're punk, hope it's something good
Never heard of em but fuck it i want something to do

Do my hair and I can do your makeup too
I've got new leggings and my old ass favorite shoes
Put on some glitter and I'm sure they'll notice you
let's Get dressed and blow the roof off your Subaru

oh yeah and you're driving im already drunk

Lets go fucking out tonight!
Let's get fucked up tonight and I
Ain't going fucking home tonight!
We wake with neon lights tonight!

Holy shit look at the sky, what's the fuckin time?
Can't believe that that was good, now it's just midnight
But no one go, I know a place I can get us in
Just crowd like crazy and act like you're all my friends

8 bars of talking

Lets go fucking out tonight!
Let's get fucked up tonight and I
Ain't going fucking home tonight!
We wake with neon lights tonight!
Lets go fucking out tonight!
Let's get fucked up tonight and I
Ain't going fucking home tonight!
We wake with neon lights tonight!


Well oh Well I think it's three Am Again
my makeups ruined and I look like im fucking dead
but for a corpse you know i look pretty fuckin good
lets keep going till we're six feet under foot

Lets go fucking out tonight!
Let's get fucked up tonight and I
Ain't going fucking home tonight!
We wake with neon lights tonight!

WAKEUPBITCH

GO CRAZY GO STUPID
GET CRUNK AND PUT YOUR HIPS INTO IT

It's that bitch
Dart Darling
And you've seen me, 
I'm the scene queen of darkness

And ironically erotically of heartless
Skinny bitches that'll eat out ur heart

And I heard that you wanted a track list
Full of crunk and not that summertime sadness
So scene kid summer droppin crap hits
My mic cracks harder than my Lux kit 

Doing shit for the nostalgia 
Grainy pics like underwater
A Dsi in a dirty mirror
A Razr camera ain't never been clearer
But it's clear to me we need a refresh
A vacation, day-trip, and a new dress
Bust out some glitter and let's regress
Let's party it down and play some Cash Cash

We've been too damn hot in the too damn cold
Wearing shutter shades in the great indoors
Doing our homework like we're lame and old
Our youth is for fun but we're stuck in the mold
But this summer is different; I can smell it in the air
The suns a disco, wanna be out there
Pour me a cup and set the volume to blare
Lets get drunk and play The Millionaires

(again but screaming)

We've been too damn hot in the too damn cold
Wearing shutter shades in the great indoors
Doing our homework like we're lame and old
Our youth is for fun but we're stuck in the mold
But this summer is different; I can smell it in the air
The suns a disco, wanna be out there
Pour me a cup and set the volume to blare
Lets get drunk and play The Millionaires

Sc3n3 K1d Summ3r XP

I've heard a secret that I've got to tell you
About the feeling and color that compells you
About rhythm and the shake of the beat
About the perfume making you move your feet 

It's something magical and floating through the air
It's in the speakers and the floorboards and the glitter in your hair
Victoria will freak when I put this on the air 

The dancefloor magic is a mist tonight
Feel the tension fade and flow with the lights
It's overflowing she's a drug all right
But I can feel it 
And I can feel you 
So crank up on the floor like it'll kill you 

Need something lacey with a bombshell fit
Need something catchy for a crunkcore hit
I need something iconic that you will wanna wear
Need fucking hot topic to fix there fucking wares

And I need an explosion in popularity
I need some exposure but I don't give shit for free
So play me at your parties, like I'm Kesha the Queen
But fuck it I'm still emo, sorry SDC 

The dancefloor magic is a mist tonight
Feel the tension fade and flow with the lights
It's overflowing she's a drug all right
But I can feel it 
And I can feel you 
So crank up on the floor like it'll kill you 

Holy shit I'm dizzy I think I might throw up
But holy shit I'm pretty Let's floor it fabulous
I think I'm getting sicker there's poison in our air
But let's get there quicker; you're a match and I'm a flare

We're mutual destruction, nothing let for us there
All we have is a dancefloor and the suffocating air
I'm calling out for help; I'm trapped in a snare
But you're all caught up in the drums and the snare

Holy shit I'm dizzy I think I might throw up
But holy shit I'm pretty Let's floor it fabulous
I think I'm getting sicker there's poison in our air
But let's get there quicker; you're a match and I'm a flare

We're mutual destruction, nothing let for us there
All we have is a dancefloor and the suffocating air
I'm calling out for help; I'm trapped in a snare
But you're all caught up in the drums and the snare

I Know Victoria's Secret So Blast It On The Radio

can't hear you through the phone
when she's trying not to moan 
cause ive got those thigh headphones like
la la la la la lala la

when she's screaming my name
back to my bedframe
cause I've got your girlfriend singing like
la la la la la lala la 

You're screaming shit through the phone 
About when she's coming home 
And I just can't let her go like
la la la la la lala la

when she's screaming my name
back to my bedframe
cause I've got your girlfriend singing like
la la la la la lala la 


It's a lowkey kind of night, with sneakers and a tight dress
She's giving me eyes from across the room: she dances to impress
I heard she had a girlfriend, but that's really not my business
So I'll buy her a drink I think I might've peaked her interest


I take her to my bed
Her face is all red
She's pinker than my Zebra Print bedspread

Don't even lock the door
My shirt is on the floor
She's telling me she wants me and I think I want her more 

Don't be too loud but don't be shy
Just close your eyes and come inside 

You know I really just wanted to apologize to you
Cause I know you really thought you had something special with this girl 
And I'm feeling kinda bad about it

But then I remember 
How often she complains about you
And I suddenly don't feel bad anymore

And like maybe it's super petty
To write a song
To tell you I banged your girlfriend 

But I really couldn't think of a better 
Or funnier way to do it so
Count this as my formal apology 
Sorry not sorry

Darling

Banging ur gf 4K

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.

For Inquiries, email me at dart.darling@aol.com

Sc3n3 K1d Summ3r XP

Xx-Dart-Darling-xX <3