Singles ✨

Some of my fav 2000s-2010s scene, and modern scene music
crunkcore, pop-punk, dance electronic (LMFAO sneak XD)
The modern scene songs are what I think best fit scene

☆*: .｡. ♪ scene ♪ .｡.:*☆

Emo dance stuff

CRUNKCORE/SCENE

Featuring @slone-slone-560584376
Produced by @imxofilo

let’s fucking go 

your so 2013 
baby im 2000 ate
scrolling through my comments
lately all i’ve been getting is hate 
i’ve been making extra cuts
some people cut like dead weight 
im just tryna blow up from my music 
not tryna bag a bae 

do my hair got extensions 
all these hatin bitches in my mentions 
watch me travel thru dimensions

travel through dimensions
through dimensions 
travel through dimensions 
through dimensions 
through dimensions yeah 

baby i’m a scene king from another galaxy 
perfect hair and tight jeans tryna be just like me 
hating on the internet 
jealous of my outfit 
you don’t even know me yet 
but i’m living in your head 
now you can’t compare 
you bitches love to stare 
you see us everywhere 
you hate but we don’t care 
baby you can’t hang 
so please stay out the way 
cause you know that 
everyday is another slay 

your so 2013 
baby im 2000 ate
scrolling through my comments
lately all i’ve been getting is hate 
i’ve been making extra cuts
some people cut like dead weight 
im just tryna blow up from my music 
not tryna bag a bae 

do my hair got extensions 
all these hatin bitches in my mentions 
watch me travel thru dimensions

bitch i so look futuristic 
you just look like a mistake 
make them say like oh terrific 
you make them say he never ate
these hoe think they music critics 
they don’t understand my lyrics 

travel through dimensions
through dimensions 
travel through dimensions 
through dimensions 

your so 2013 
baby im 2000 ate
scrolling through my comments
lately all i’ve been getting is hate 
i’ve been making extra cuts
some people cut like dead weight 
im just tryna blow up from my music 
not tryna bag a bae

XXXTENSIONS + Skeletonprince [Xofilo]

Yea Im The Sex

I've got school in the morning but I couldn't really care
Right now I'm doing makeup and im teasing up my hair
Picking out an outfit and a little matching set
Prying eyes love me I'm so gorgeously upset
So come online tonight cause I've got a new schtick
So horny for attention I'll pretend to like your- 

Let's rage like we're scene kids in 2004
There's perfume in the air and there's glitter on the floor
Lights Camera Action for the webcam world
Let's stream it all on Stickam like a myspace whore

Anonymous star of Omegle dot com
The Headlining freakshow of Stickydrama 
Cause hopeless romanticism is something you can sell
I'm cashing in on crying I'm the beautiful unwell

Got my graphic tee and jeans on hella tight
Diamond necklace on with studded belts we gettin wild tonight
Six digits on my friends list got me seeing stars
Seatbelts off, call the cops 
(Wait, who’s driving the car?)

All these haters call me crazy ‘cause they wish they were me
Never know about the things that they never see
Party’s over, all alone, laying on the floor
(But that’s the life that you live when you’re a MySpace whore)

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Maya Malice : 
https://mayamalice.newgrounds.com/
https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCbo-86gVVH3lviWNFoCLrCw


MYSPACE WHORE!!! feat. Maya Malice

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

Happy Friday the 13th and Happy Halloween!

(Don't touch him! Touch him and I kill you)
(You can't kill me; I'm not alive)

There is a theory bout
Where we go when we die
That the Catholics pedal
With the spirits in the sky
But I think hot girls;
We never really die
Through our processes our consciousness will be online
Hot Girls Never Die
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive
Hot Girls Never Die 

Part of the synthesizer lives in my head
Where the speakers out the graveyard stay raising the dead
"Dart Darling! Crunk's UnDead?"
Bet you never heard of her
Bet you'll never be like them

I am part of the machine that makes you move your feet
I am each and every one of you beholden to the queen
I am the queen
I am the hive minding shuffling
To what we can't observe
For what we are uncovering (I'm whatever you want me to be)

There is a theory about 
Where we go went we die
That there's mockery of
Sins like lust and greed and pride
What would I know? 
I'm just a party girl
I wanna see it when I'm uploaded outside the world
Hot Girls Never Die
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive
Hot Girls Never Die 

Sex Doll
Sensual
It's all Pre-textual
Tell me that you want me babe
Dystopia's so sexual
It's high conceptual
Capitulate susceptible 
Immobilized and silicone
It's anti-intellectual

Buy me trade me sell me use me
Be the thing that you wish you'd be
I can't stand it when you to-ou-o-ouch me
There's errors in my head
You carry me to bed
You cannot kill me if I'm already dead

There is a theory about 
Where we go when we die
That its clean and pure and
Expulsive and deathly white
Modern architecture seems to it pretty well
Think I'm living in a digital teenage hell
Hot Girls Never Die
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive
Hot Girls Never Die 

Just a machine-ine-ine-ine

(01000110 01010101 01000011 01001011 01001101 01000101)
(Zero One Triple zero One One Oh
Zero One Zero One Zero One Zero One
Zero One Triple zero zero One Oh
One oh Zero One Zero One oh
Oh Zero Oh oh One One Zero One
Oh One Triple Zero One Zero One)

SHOOT ME IN THE FUCKIN HEAD
KILL ME KISS ME FUCK ME DEAD
ROTTING BREATHING HEART MACHINE
I AM WHAT REMAINS UNSEEN
SHOOT ME IN THE FUCKIN HEAD
KILL ME KISS ME FUCK ME DEAD
I see fucked up little dreams
I see things that no one else sees

What do you think happens when we die?
(I THINK WE DECOMPOSE I THINK OUR MAMAS CRY)
Wh-wh-what do you see behind our plastic eyes?
(I THINK I SEE THE SUN I WISH THAT I COULD CRY)

Hot Girls Never Die (There is a theory bout where we go when we die)
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive (There is a theory bout where we go when we die)
Hot Girls Never Die 

(Oops! I think your saved game is corrupted. Just kidding!)

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Sampled voice credits (In order):
Ben Lambert
Bryan Dechart
Barbara Weber-Scaff

You can't kill me, I'm not alive

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

[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)

Lipgloss and Isopods
Nasty filthy fucking hot
I think you smelled me coming 
But I turned your head, I got
Attention 
Not to mention
My third dimension
Sinew shines from every angle cause I'm
Mangled
The arts been tangled 
Knots of flesh and blood eau du toilette 
President im head exec
When I leave you stumble
I'm the girl you fumble
I'm hot, it earns respect
I'm the worst thing you've ever met

I guess I don't have to get poetic with my lyrics
Cause when I put in effort y'all don't even wanna hear it
I'm writing this tonight and I'll post it by the morning
It's meaningless it's effortless its empty and it's boring
I just put my pretty damn face on the cover
I post shit so on the comments I can hover
Fuck this bullshit I'll delete it in the morning
Its embarrassing, invasive, its sexy it's alluring

(It's disgusting
I'm making you cry
With the way that I am
And how pretty i died
I was a bombshell
What a waste of an ass
To sit in a coffin
Far under the grass)
I
I want you to hear me why
When I say it's okay I know that I lie
But I can't stop my
Selfish little plot lines
Tangling themselves 


You wanna be sexy too?
You can but leave me out of it
What part about this song is screaming
I'm a role model to fit?
I just wanna rot while 
You're watching me bleed
I just wanna captivate
I just wanna sing
It's much too late for singing but it's too early to die
So I'm up on this microphone
I hope you hear me cry
I heard you think that's sexy 
And the comments never lie
I hope that you're still streaming this
I hope in fame I never die

Filthy grimey digital blonde
I'm the girl you think you want
Thank you for playing and please try again
Back in '04 when she died, what they said was-


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Partial Writing Credit to my friend who legitimately thought an Ayesha Erotica song said "Lipgloss and Isopods" for longer than a week.

Filthy Grimey Digital Bombshell

Skinny Jeans Make Her Wanna

FuckMyLife

Rocket Ship To The Moon

GET CONFUSED ABOUT WHAT'S YOURS(??) OR MINE!?!

feat. @neversaurisback aka https://soundcloud.com/thedriverfmmusic
prod. https://soundcloud.com/5vexe
mixed/mastered https://soundcloud.com/kidtrashpop
art https://soundcloud.com/cyberskinakakitty

lyrics:
(stevie_starlight)
with my bros getting crunk at the party
i turn around and what do i see
a girl that just looks just like me
it was wrong to the right degree
cheetah print cowboy hat
(she's got everything)
crop top, cute mop (and a nose ring)
*gasp* i disagree! 
I KISSED A GIRL WHO LOOKED JUST LIKE ME

(neversaur!)
LET'S THROW A PARTY, HIT THE BACARDI
HANDS IN THE AIR, LET'S GET THIS FUCKER STARTED
RAWR! RAWR! GIRL I'LL FUCK U IN MY GARDEN
NO WAIT! I'M A GENTLEMAN
YOU'RE GUNNA HAVE 2 PARDON

no don't walk away, please disregard it ..
creeper status I know, but you're having fun regardless
bombarded indecencies swept under the carpet
girl your misty eyes caused my metapod to harden
okay, yeah I'll chill but please realize what you're starting
dancing on the other guys while calling me your darling
don't f***ing laugh it's not cute and it's not charming
on second thought go ahead it's best I departed
WEREN'T YOU THE ONE THAT SAID I'D LEAVE YOU BROKEN HEARTED
WEREN'T YOU THE ONE THAT SAID PLEASE DON'T LEAVE..
WEREN'T YOU THE ONE THAT SAID I'D LEAVE YOU BROKEN HEARTED
WEREN'T YOU THE ONE THAT SAID PLEASE DON'T LEAVE 

heryearbookanthem forever</3

LOOKALIKES w/ neversaur! (prod. 5v)

Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too Say Anything

not my song or musix - i just <3 crunkcore- all rightz go 2 the block party massacre

The Block Party Massacre- The Ritual

laik i said b4 - NOT MY SONG !! - all rightz go 2 the medic droid x3

Fscene8 - The Medic Droid

Murder Machine Re-Juiced

Murder Machine (feat. JJ Demon)

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

You can't kill me, I'm not alive

Xx-Dart-Darling-xX <3