Creative Casualty

by Darko The Super

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    The "Ariel Pink of Hip Hop" is back with his latest solo effort "Creative Casualty" inspired by the likes of E-40, Frank Zappa, Beck, Charles Hamilton, and Kool Keith. Featuring some of the greatest experimental hip hop artists in Philly at the moment. True outer space caveman music from the "bonafide rap weirdo" himself. Has the "avant-garde king" let you down yet? I think not. Enjoy!

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Seasons change, the only thing constant is Darko. I’m living out another example of a life destroyed by making music. I am a Creative Casualty. You could be one too and not even know it. These things tend to creep up on you down the dark alley of this perfect life. But each day you have a choice, a new beginning to decide how you’ll let it consume and swallow you. This album is an attempt at being less indecisive about how I want to die, or better yet, how I want to live. Thank you for your participation in a journey of trying my best to bring joy into a world that might not want it. I shall carve my way out the belly of the beast, slowly but surely. And maybe I’ll meet more friends along the way. We’re all Darko The Super, experiencing ourselves subjectively. Yeah, you’re gonna be alright.

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released June 20, 2018

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Track Name: Another Example
Another example of a life destroyed by making music
Darko The mega dumb super duper stupid
Zooted
Bout bout it but it's how you go about it
Wake up
Brush my teeth
Take a shit in the Mediterranean
Check my bank account then put a bullet in my cranium
Zanier than uranium
A Brainiac
See me in the hall of fame
next to Shaq
Broke more backboards
Broke more backs
Pistol out the window of the Cadillac
Shoot at you actors like John Hinkley
Dumb ass rappers looking like Elmer Dinkley
NASA spaceship on my pinky
Listen Finkelstein
I'm the nicest
Motherfuckers upset cos I shine the brightest
Righteous
Totally tubular
Radioactive
Chemically nuclear
Earth people
I'm from Jupiter
Womb to the tomb
Catch me doing the worm in the boom boom room
I could do the wop boogie baseball bat
Give the crowd a noogie when I kick my rap
Darko drunk a 40 to the fucking dome
And now they got me spitting on the microphone
Track Name: Got to Get Out (feat. Torito)
See me on stage, grabbing my nuts
See me at work unpacking the truck
Told Wino Willy, you can bill me later
Been doing this since Philly vs the Lakers
Jordan over Elo
Beck before E-pro
My man Torito makes mad bread
My favorite guest verse is Fathed
On Dr. Dooom
Peace to Dillon that’s the lobster dude
You can find him at a grill in the back
Turn the venue into a burger shack
I don’t write murder raps
They call me artsy
They call me Harvey
Danger
Kool A.D. as baby Jesus in the manger
That’s a holiday banger
I’m still the broad street strangler
Wack MC’s eat kibbles and bits
Wack MC’s just riddle me this
How’d you get past the gates of Satan?
How do you keep dodging those rape allegations?
You are the weakest link
You are the dweeb’est dweeb
I make the people come
You make the people leave
Homie’s in the back straight falling asleep
Sound man left to get something to eat
Egg salad on toast
Pepper jack and avocado
I got a way better haircut than Frankie Vado
You can’t front on that
In high school I was the all star running back
Make King Tech run it back
Funk Flex yell on that
Whoo Kid shoot em up
Bang, bang, shoot em up
When the leaves turn red and gold
I’ll be the great bambino till my heart’s dead and cold
I loathe the rapper stepping to the super
Stick to selling cd’s while you’re driving uber
Sounding like the Bullworth soundtrack
Lo-fi wanna be painting your nails black
Changing like the wu tang symbol
Going to hooters just for the fried pickles
You tickle me pink
You lack the vitamins, minerals, and zinc
Track Name: We're All Darko (feat. Cody Cody Jones, & ialive)
They wanna be like Mike, I wanna be like Darko
That's right, I'm from parts unknown
They wanna clone me, sample my chromosomes
But I hit em with the booby trap like Home Alone
I talk in codes cos they tapped my phone
But I still pull the girls like Cody Jones
I rap 7 days a week
And on the 8th that's when I make my beats
Freak freak y'all, be your own God
Cos you don't wanna end up working for the geek squad.
Up in heaven, save a seat for me
Cos I be making dirty rap songs 8 days a week
And on the 9th, that's when I bounce in the Jeep
Laid back, chilling with the Saxsquatch
If you work for the PPA, you're a jack off
Your brain is slow as molasses
Crawling low like a cactus when I hack it
Automatic
Trap it in the distant future
Here comes the static from you little losers
Transported when I shoot ya with bazooka
You need Binaca
You need a doctor, call one
Darko, I'm on one
Track Name: When The Aliens Kill Our Parents
Space invading
Taking over earth
Come on down
I've been waiting since birth
We'll have lots of fun
And we'll dance in the sun
When the aliens kill our parents

You can have ice cream for breakfast
Even wear a macaroni necklace
And it'll be so cool
To never go back to school
When the aliens kill your teachers

No more doing homework
No more stupid jerks
Cos the aliens killed the bullies
And now they're controlling earth

They're our supreme masters
They killed all the wack rappers
Melted their chains
Ate up their brains

No more running laps
Cos the aliens killed your coach
Now we can relax
And smoke up all the dope
Cos the aliens killed our parents

No more rules and lousy chores
High class hookers and dirty whores

When the aliens kill our parents
Suck their minds out with a straw
Turn the police men inside out
Cos we don't need their laws

Everyday's freaky Friday
No one cares if your a slob
There's no traffic on the highway
Cos no one needs a job

When the aliens kill our parents
We'll have so much fun
No need to feel embarrassed
When the aliens kill everyone

There'll be no more judgement
No government to abide by
Everything will be covered with love
And the air will smell like cyanide
Track Name: Mister Doctor Evil
Creative casualty
Taking over like the Maccabees
Battery's in my back
Mastery intact
Factory regurgitate
Detonate the murder rate
Mega dumb reverberate
Serve a fake MC with no latency
98 degrees
Fahrenheit or Celsius
I'm impervious
Nervous Nelly's getting dissed
They smoke crack
I smoke Aluminum
Zircon encrusted Pluto Zirconium
Dropping shit like a pigeon
Dropping shit like Imodium
Sodium chloride
Rawhide
Johnny Cash sucks, I listen to Charlie Hustle
I be the brains and the muscle
Key be to lock in a puzzle
Getting dusted
Spread like mustard
Mayonnaise
Dirk Steel with the Fadeaway
Tim Duncan, fundamentals
Stay banging like a Dilla instrumental
Gentle giant
Rebel, defiant
I'm Ginormous
Your set was straight morbid
Abort it,
you should forfeit
Accept defeat
Maybe beatbox, like freak on a leash
Rap ain't for you it's for the people
You look like Mr. Dr. Evil
We been through this a billion times
You ain't coming close bozo, I wrote a billion rhymes
I'm a billionaire
You look like Stevie Wonder cut your hair
Kinda makes you wonder if you're living under the stairs
Captain Underwear
Get a real job
Find a real god
What if I was slob like you?
Watching Ghostbusters 2
Waiting in front of the microwave for my dinosaur nuggets
I'd probably pull the plug, fuck it
Put a bucket on my head and call me dead

Peace!
Track Name: I'll Always Really Love You
1 2 3 into the 4
It’s me baby, knocking at your door
You’re my valentines
I got the chocolate, teddy bear, coconut and the lime
Peter Piper picked pickles while I rock rhymes
Wrote this waiting in the lunch line
You’re my sweetie pie, sugar honey baby boo
I’d do the worm wop boogie baseball boogaloo
With no warning
You’re my Christmas morning
Billboard Cd’s, peanut butter cookies, and hot tea
Hocus pocus, it’s nothing but me
Straight from the heart
You’re my blueberry pop tart
A work of art
God put a lot of thought into you
I’m so into you
I know you seen me on the radio, true
I got more soul than 105.3
I’d like to make a special request for my honey and me

Baby
I’ll always really love you
Sugar
I’ll always really love you
Honey
I’ll always really love you
Sweetie we got so much time forever you’ll be mine

You saved my life tonight sugar bear
I threw on my brand new valentines underwear
Carve our name in a tree
21 questions, but I’ll ask a 103
I drive a hoopty, a scraper
But one of these days I’ll get signed to the Lakers
Ballaholic
See me in a drop top watchmacallit
Let’s talk politics and astrology
I’ll see whatever dumb ass movie you want me to see
Cos I just love to be with you
Eskimo kisses in our imaginary igloo
I’ll cut the gum out your hair
Buy you another toothbrush or we could just share
Beat up a carnie at the state fair
And steal that ginormous panda bear
If you need me at the ends of this earth, I’ll be there
Forever and a few days
Life has been one great big maze
But it led me to your arms
Hold me like a fresh chicken parm
Now take a bite
You had the lemonade, I had the sprite
You always remember, first dates and earthquakes
Sit on my lap, now what do you want for your birthday?

Baby
I’ll always really love you
Sugar
I’ll always really love you
Honey
I’ll always really love you
Sweetie we got so much more forever I’ll be yours
Track Name: Reptillian Queen
E Feezy 40 Fonzarelli sprinkle game to me
See them in the Telly selling dreams that's when it came to me
I'm throwing rocks and stones at paper thrones of lies it's plain to see
Every time an angel cries a dove falls out the sky and lands on me

Broken wings, my arms are stubs, my love to give has given up


Existential dread
Existential head
Meet me at the valley of the dead
Take back the alley and I'm covered in death
Paint the backseat red
My trigger finger slipped
Folk singer slob dissed
My mind's in a gravel pit
On your grave, I spit

Deliver me to the town of freedom
The sounds of demons haunt my dreams I'm screaming
Fear is a noose
Around my neck
Shoot till there's nothing left
Aim for their thoughts
That's where I creep in
At night when you're sleeping
I'm watching you breathing
I found my thrill
On top of the hill
Skulls pop, one shot, one kill
Video games
Obliterate brains
Look in the mirror and speak out my name
Went to the dance and I'm dressed in pain
My flesh melts in the rain
I'm the devil from space
I'm in all of your hearts
Take me a part

E Feezy 40 Fonzarelli sprinkle game to me
See them in the Telly selling dreams that's when it came to me
I'm throwing rocks and stones at paper thrones of lies it's plain to see
Every time an angel cries a dove falls out the sky and lands on me

Broken wings, my arms are stubs, my love to give has given up


I see you at the door waiting to come in
You're a vampire
Thing

Sometimes I
Think about
You and me
And what we'd be

You're my world
Vampire girl

We all can't be a voice of a generation
Some of us have to worship Satan

You and me
And what we'd be
Track Name: The Anthem (feat. Static Brothers)
Any wack song I make, blame it on experimentation
Call it avant-garde then call up the radio station
Darko got a new hit
Darko hit em over the head with a pool stick
I don't party, I don't bullshit
MC's come through smelling like armpit
Give em deodorant and a chapstick
My man ialive could do a backflip
I'm in your crawlspace, I'm in your attic
Riff Quantum, that's my brother in static
My bloody valentine, loveless
See me in a snowball fight, gloveless
Cos I'm so hardcore
One half of the legendary Hell Hole Store
You ain't the boss of me now
Load up the Acura then we freestyle

This is the anthem, put your damn hands up
The fire on Girard got a lotta fucking dandruff
Got low like a hockey puck now we back
Gooey Louie with the uzi in his lap?
We don't promote gun violence
We don't even act
Pop goes the weasel
Hip hop for the people
Pop goes the weasel
Stop all that motherfucking evil
Track Name: To Know You
Tell me my name
I'm lost in its maze
More of the same
When the leaves start to fall

Something in the way
When I hear you say
Today isn't great
To be me after all

When I want to know you
I get caught up in my head
Then I'm all upset

When I want to know you
I wanna be your friend
In between the end

Don't tell me it's too late
When the levee breaks
I'll make you feel so safe
Never let you go

Drowning in the lake
Me and my ice skates
Pass out the Birthday cake
Never let you know

When I want to know you
I get caught up in my head
Then I'm all upset

When I want to know you
I wanna be your friend
In between the end

Do you love me?
I don't love you
Do you love me?
I don't want to
Track Name: I Love You All
High 5
Congratulations, you’re alive
Apple pie on the windowsill
On the TV, Will and Uncle Phil
I meditate, I don’t pop pills
Now marinate, what’s the big deal?
Since pushing big wheels
My life’s been real
Busters eat kids meals
Lays off the big mac’s
Mixed down off the four track
Extra pickles don’t upset us
All we ask is that you let us
Vendetta in a big way
Trend setter like the kids say
You got a lot of dandruff
Watch me make my way out these handcuffs
Poof, magic
See me getting busy in the city full of static
Day dreaming of vacations in the Catskills
Laid back, counting mad bills
Like Dave Mira rode a golden bike
Darko The Super rock a golden mic

I love you all

High 5
You’re my world, you’re my girl made of cyanide
I’ll never die
I love Lucy in the sky
Cherry pie on the windowsill
Life’s ill, life might kill
But for now, I’m on the ferris wheel
Eating funnel cake
All my Monday’s are great
Cos I don’t have a job, but I’m still working late
Doing shows on the east coast
Cheddar and bacon in my meat loaf
A toast to the mall rats
Jackass and all that
Big balling with my homies
Still waiting on that check from Sony
I sign the contracts
I mind the gaps and the booby traps
If I gotta hear another rhyme about their uzi clap
I’m a lose my cool, I’m a shoot the gift
I’m a skate the pool, I’m a bust my lip
School’s out for summer, now I’m on the mothership
Hit the motherland, another rip in the space time continuum
Pouring rotten milk in the face is how I’m doing em
MC’s smoke crack, I smoke aluminum

I love you all
Track Name: Your Mama
I listen to rap that makes you wanna go on a date in the city
With a troubled girl who's really really pretty
Without her, everything feels so shitty
Shout out to my favorite guitar player, Ricky
Your engineer couldn't mix me, it's too tricky
Rapping like I'm rocking back and forth, holding a bottle of beer
Drunken style, I might cut off my ear
I gotta reach in the back for a cd, here you steer
Take the wheel
By the time I get signed I'm gonna hate the deal
I'll be on shark tank asking for a few hundred bucks
I just wanna have enough to sell out and re-up
If I had a million dollars, I'd hire a publicist
Fire up the mothership
And live on the moon
If you need me I'll be in my trailer, cursing like a sailor, trying to find my shoes
You ever lose your keys and get locked out
You ever think you had enough toilet paper, but run out
Bad hair days all week
Next paycheck I'm getting a shave and a new pair of sneaks
Remember getting kicked out the mall?
Now we go to the shows and play the wall
It's me y'all, I emcee y'all
Rake it in like trees in the fall
Prepare for the brawl

You should really stay with your mama
She could do you laundry and cook for you
You should really stay with your mama
Save up your money, find work to do
You should really stay with your mama
She could make your bed and clean your room

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, believe me
Sooner or later I'm a be on the tv
The greatest rapper in the world man
The guys wanna be me, ladies wanna be my girlfriend
I'm telling you, this dream I'm selling you
Graduate high school and take a year off
Have a couple O'douls, and cut your ear off
One of these days, I'll be playing live at the prom
And you'll be the one asking what went wrong?
So don't blame me, it's the same me
The one you doubted
I know you bout it bout it but it's how you go about it
And I'm a reign supreme
And you won't be hearing your name in my acceptance speech
You be sucking like leach
Time to take em to the beach
My hair flowing luxurious
I'm gorgeous
Living with my parents like George did


You should really stay with your mama
She could do you laundry and cook for you
You should really stay with your mama
Save up your money, find work to do
You should really stay with your mama
She could make your bed and clean your room
You should really stay with your mama
You're really kinda stupid and ugly too

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