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Why Are You Reading This? You're Stupid

by Darko The Super

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1.
You could be big as Stina Nordenstam Girl join the band I know you got toys in your hand I see you with 1% You could have whole if you wanted U.S.'s Most Blunted In the store with my woes Can't afford these new clothes Ain't got enough for new records Fuck all this weather Seasonal depression I know how it's ending I wrote it my way In the jeep Cherokee I'm feeling okay Don't worry bout me I'll get there someday Riding to shows I'm feeling alright I ordered the sprite You know I don't drink But that's more for you Englebert Humperdink On the stereo Where did we go? Where did we go? I'm losing my mind Shooting the spine Too fucking kind I'm a new species We could be Reece's Best combination Across the nation It's so amazing Gun in your mouth Don't come to the south Y'all ain't gonna rise Face your demise I'm painting the sky Gaze into eyes I'm dating her mind I'll faint from the rhyme Use up my powers Generating took hours Meteor showers No one showed up oh well oh hell I don't know Why try can't fly don't cry I'll die so Slowed down no frowns whoa now let's just chill Froze up know what hoes up a town down got killed Still up build up will drown break down go Where to shares due scary married to no
2.
Loser Too 02:45
When I step up on that stage tell the crowd to shut up I'm too good with these words have yah homie shut up All I know if I die I'm the motherfuckin' super It's too late for you losers from the non existent future Oh my god oh my god if I die I'm a loser Oh my god oh my god if I die I'm a loser Son How come I feel I could hold the sun Darko he's the hopeless one Believe that like a smoking gun Hate me I'm your only son I never asked to be born you all owe me one Like the man who sold the earth No self worth I'm as cold as dirt You was at Holister folding shirts I was rapping in the basement Slamming on the pavement Landed on planet Ogo Tralfamadorian code Though I'm so ugly She calls me her honey Ain't got no money Silly microphone crumbs keep Fucking the flow up Sucking the dough up Leaf blower blues Lil B's shoes BasedGod Thanks You Made it cool to be broke I'm losing my hope Still loving my folks For letting me breath I'm down in the sea Justify means Eternal sunshine Ethereal cereal I found my mind Here we go all I know I'm feeling fine
3.
Suburbia 01:58
Our love is God Our love is Odd Two peas in a pod The reason is sane Season’s do change Leaves in the rain See me in pain Keep me by your side Keep me alive Save me the trip Play it in the whip Still pushing the chevy Don’t yah wanna let me Be yah tenderoni Never get lonely Sappy songs of the 90’s Glitches in the matrix You know where to find me Salivating at a pay check In the summer we rode our bikes To you lover I owe my life Don’t deny it Quiet as a riot we kept Catching frogs by the pond And it goes on & on Slipping slide on the lawn It was my 10th birthday Double digits finally First time being thirsty And you quenched it Kissed me like you meant it Girl I got something on my mind And it’s you All the time
4.
Motherfuckers never loved us Motherfuckers never love Till yah name on that shirt airbrushed and yah soul turned to dust Holding on to that crush with every flow I bust I'm never growing up Nobody listens to my new shit Nobody listened to my old shit, think I give a fuck They on them token drugs I'm on that anti folk my pen soaked in blood Like Nicky Santoro I'm taking it back to the 5 Burroughs Just to get busy I keep it heavy, you more Thin Lizzy Treat your record like a frisbee Here's a quarter for the suicide booth in Futurama You can't handle the truth you blame it on Obama Take Zappa's advice and stay with your momma Punani, punani I’ve heard of poontang but not no punani That’s word to papi and whoever would follow me Lost in this odyssey Bill Hicks is Christ yes that’s my philosophy Networking my ass off never believed in no lottery The best out right now possibly probably Fuck Confucius, plato and socrates BasedGod in 3D Your little cousin can’t see me On this mic device I’m too nice I’m a new species He is the shit, at least he’s the feces That’s baby mice, that’s beans and rice, lean and sprite Parking lot pimping, car stop, rims keep spinning I’m in the PT Cruiser bruiser yellow punch buggy no punch backs Back then they called me hunch back, now I’m hot they up on that Like Das Racist Who the kid? Darko the Super rich In friendships and ice cream Peanut butter inside, Peter Pan seats
5.
Started from the bottom now I’m here Started from the bottom now my whole team Richard Gere I done kept it real since jump street Living at my parents house eating all they lunch meat I done gave credit where it’s due Don’t worry about me I gets enough food And I started from the bottom now I’m still Rapping in the bedroom, fuck Max Headroom Started from the bottom now I’m still Jacking beats off sound cloud Working at Ground Round I done kept it real from the start though Stole my whole persona from Donnie Darko Peace to Richard Kelly I hope it don’t sue me Had this since recess playing sewy Circle circle dot dot you got the cooties Now Started from the trailer park, taking acid in the dark Boys tell stories bout The Man Blame it on capitalism never take a stand Uncle sam calling me like where yah at? Finally got a job now you gone get taxed See here’s why I’m mad I’ve been living out a box while they pimping on a yacht Cos I started from the womb Now I’m in a bag Tried to sell rocks to cop a jag Ho’ing out myself try to be up in the mag But I started from the bottom now I’m here Same damn place with the cops in my rear Angel on my shoulder, satan in my ear Cos I’m at rock bottom yeah I’m here At rock bottom man I fucking hate it here
6.
Tell em all my favorite hobbies Waiting in the lobby for therapy All yah need now is a little clarity Ultra rarity Yah tuned in to the super Call em when something’s wrong with your computer Or yah need yah plumbing fixed And that’s about the sum of it First time I learned a dirty word was through that CD Or maybe it was my dad yelling at the TV on football sunday Begged not to go to school every monday Then the summer came Purple Rain Another game to numb the pain Collecting all my change Going fishing at the lake All I ever caught was seaweed Grandma fed me those Reese’s And the eggs with the shells Fallsington taught me well Cos some kids wearing thorns in their crowns and everything ain’t alright

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released March 27, 2015

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Darko The Super Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Darko the Super is the weirdo rap superstar alter ego of Evan Souza. Born in the bosom of suburbia in 1993, Darko the Super wrote his first song at the tender age of 5. A prolific mad genius on the beats and microphone, also the mastermind behind indie label, U Don’t Deserve This Beautiful Art. ... more

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