Fen Presents The Complete Destruction of Everything

by FenPhoenix

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Octavian Clef By far the fastest and most clear rapping I've come across in a good while. Hope to hear more Fen! Favorite track: Rocks Reloaded.
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1.
Straight out the gate with a beat rough enough To cause you to vomit I’m not melodic, I’d sooner sample the engine knock of a Comet Dropping exhaust product, popping the rivets off of a seller Two-and-a-half grand and next thing you know I’m a Rockefeller I rock a yellow and pink dress, run up in hick settlements Armed with a stick and still sway sentiments I’m twenty-seven and still a meddling kid Sending you stupid adults pedaling Back to your rented tenements Cause I am Fen, the greatest I am Fen, Fen, the greatest Rap, and everybody just bows... Because, I’m some kinda god I don’t fuckin’ know Cause I’m Fen, if you don’t know, I’m the greatest MC to ever flow MCs better watch out... whatever, just... listen up! I’ll go wherever Elon Musk’ll go Drinking the Kool-Aid, the Pepsi, the Lost, and the POM Wonderful Wrought with the least amount of thought possible You blustering crusty old politicians gonna get hit with a busful of fans They told me to put my ego in check But that must mean that it’s King, so give it respect Vivid and set to splash color all over these Gears of War idiots Mxyzptlk come to convince you get ridiculous I bring the pain to the sane I am Fen, the greatest I am Fen, Fen, the greatest “Don’t stop at all, for twenty minutes straight?” That’s why my flow’s so amazing Cause I’m Fen, if you don’t know, I’m the greatest MC to ever flow Not trying to do anything easy Seems normal to me... as normal as gravity or as breathing... I don’t remember the feeling So what you trying to accomplish? You tussle with my rap? You might as well replace the flyback on your iMac I fly past a rapper at light speed then rise that sun Fire at my fingertips Vigor or plasmid, you get a critical lambasting Fen flowing here and I bet I’ll be long-lasting Over-the-moon fan with the classics stacked up Mare-Do-Well and Over a Barrel blasting Forget an analysis, I’d rather just bask in it Think cause I have Aspergers, I’m jacking off to the thought of going to math class? Mudering tracks, last I heard you neurotypical hacks Had the emotion of a motherfuckin’ Digital VAX Always dismissing and laughing and mocking actual artists Heart on their sleeve because they value being actually honest As for your condescending comments, that’s hypocrisy I just say “logically” And then you Spocks are already crapping your boxer briefs I bring the pain to the sane! I’m Fen, if you don’t know, I’m the greatest MC to ever flow (x2) I’m not trying to do anything normal! Listen to the sound of destruction... ’tis the biggest sin of all!
2.
i. Distortion In Your TV Signal Hold your horses, I've come to cause distortion in your TV signal Step out of your screen and walk around hawking my CD single Sweetie, you better mingle with your family and ignore me You don't look like you're into rap music at all Fee fi fo fum, here I come Relocate your house to my hand, stranded with no rum Oh you don't drink rum? Then you're stranded with no grog We wouldn't wanna cause a drunken social faux pas! 3,2,1! ii. Pet Draconequus Anonymous, never stand for a rap Copronymus Fourth-wall breaker with a pet draconequus Yeah, I'm Fen's draconequus, let me eliminate Fen for all of us... iii. Fen’s Draconequus Presents The Complete Destruction of Everything I'm a creator! You can't touch me I destroy old crotchety things That need their model years updated I'm chaos, except when I'm order Leave you with no rum, no grog, and no water! iv. Ballad of Corsair and Westjet I slaughter... and by that I mean I cause change to happen And occur and exist and manifest and appear And crush and kill and find I'm leaving you veritable paradise, so keep the will in mind I vilify stagnation and make the nation race to my door And use their imagination to place a stack of gold bars Cold reaching to Mars there My Model S flow out-manhandles your Corvair Compared to Corsair, I'm Seasonic I wood-panel a spaceship and put the 7 seas on it Don't worry, this is only a stress-test We don't want your lungs coming home in pieces on Westjet! v. Face The Sun I face the sun, gonna make it fun Better run from the devil's compensation gun I compensate for nothin’, I'm ill And when I rhyme, I get stupid as hell Idiotic and you can't top me, if you try I will shoot down some aces high I didn't buy a Tesla to dip, I bought Tesla ON a dip Rammin’ the fuck outta your shit LIKE A DRACONEQUUS
3.
Rainfall in the city tonight Rainfall on the mountains so bright Wander, do I wander on this road Wander, do I wander on this road The citizens don't know what hit ’em, Too busy looking at their shoes So I had to choose, stuffing all my tech inside a pack amused I didn't come to hack the blues, so I'm skipping town Building up the J.R. Nights Net to take your system down The rain falls like battering rams, it doesn't matter, I demand to be plant matter scattering sand Silphium and Silicon, I'm the reincarnation of every poet with an uplink and a Celeron An army of tech, above and beyond body and ROM Digitize me, I'm ready to walk to your song Followed the call, sit by the roadside and meditate The net streaming into my veins, leaping in figure eights I keep my head awake, I'm off the highway, I take the stream The pictures blur by, I'm focused like a laser beam I'm in the zone, you rest assured I'm gonna find you fast Cause when I walk the net I walk it with a can of biogas
4.
Quick beam, when I slip the stream All fast flying and I live the dream Well I blow past Ferrari, Lamborghini Skygaze and fly while you’re sippin’ Appletini Big and large, and I think to charge Up in the scene, I'm the best, never stick to par A bit far, but I walk the road aloft and bold Got you roped up with a lot to pull Unstoppable, trust us, truss the crust up We're down-home dirt and we can handle a dust-up You must think I lack flash, but I'm faster At rap than anybody can flap their feathers I never fumble, gonna make you tumble Cocky foal chock full of rock and rumble Not so humble, got that, I lock and load I got control of rocks, and the coppers don't So don't stop me, You know you're playing with the wrong piece of trash I'm quick, and I'm taking a piece of Dash It's unfeasible to outrun me Appreciate... right, nothing can stun me Bright sun, the shades cast from the sky above me This place is lovely, face towards a sunbeam On green grass, the true rainbow giving us More than just seven to paint with, we're limitless What’s up, I represent Earth Anybody steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and I’m ready for battle My connection to the earth though is telepathical What’s up, beginning of time, you're gonna get earth Anybody steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and I’m ready for the battle I bring the fight you can't handle Rocks (x4) Plan to stomp me, better show up with an army Not just a bunch of ragtag farming types Alarming mic skills, ready to fight Your flight don't frighten us, roll the dice and strike We’ll strike you down, Bei Fong Toph on the mic Decisive, and I'm not the type to trot lightly A nightmare in full form, I fight fair I might well be magic, so cease to slice hairs Indeed, why care, I flow with alacrity And pack many a bad flank in my back twenty With backpacks and battleaxes, action ready Petty belittling statements are a tad plenty too much You ain't even in it, you're plum lazy Skitter around the edge of the fences, don't make me Spit sense, you're damn right I’m thinking denser I sent your dense head back to Miss Cadenza What’s up, I represent Earth Anybody steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and I’m ready for battle My connection to the earth though is telepathical What’s up, beginning of time, you're gonna get earth Anybody steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and I’m ready for the battle I bring the fight you can't handle Rocks (x4)
5.
I fuck ’em up good A medical man without a hamstring in his plan To get all you cynical bands dancing Live in a van, lyrics are vivid as damn Ready to riggidy-roll rickety Renaults over your mansions Roughshod, running amuck god Anything you can protest will be met With a swift kick to the truck bod And I kick semis in half accidentally While sitting on benches swinging my legs, I’m a pack of lithium I’m coming to charge off of you Pompous, the law offers you dogma But stodgy and old motherfuckers get chopped bodily Raw comedy, I’m never obeying the mob commodity rap Coming out the closet as a god If I ain’t made of fire, I’m still gonna buck death I got a fucked neck, but I’m still rapping So fuck get the out if out-dropping is thing a thinking you I will Up-fuckin’ ’em 42/7 die the day I till Fuck ’em up 1, 2, 3 All that I can be, be Fuck ’em up 1, 2, 3 That’s how I kill an MC Now, better get the best mech in Japan The best head in your clan, the levelest man Couldn’t convince me to stand down Upshift so hard the transmission explodes to glass shards I’m a glass cannon, skin’s thin as a half-atom Facts, madam? I’d rather be slapped at Backgammon Gnat zappin’, I spackle a track with wack fuckers I crash Tuckers, and out of the ash begat ruckuses Natch stuck with a buggerin’ hatchback But I’m up in the clouds Tracking you disbelieving fucks with a flak cannon and BOOM Shh! Chew on a gluestick, I’m talking And you’re about to go bananas... ON THE MOON Stew in your juices, I’m ruling Screwing the pooch enough, human? Fool is your being! And you can cross my path But block and get shot with a bullet big as a shot glass Fuck ’em up 1, 2, 3 All that I can be, be Fuck ’em up 1, 2, 3 That’s how I kill an MC VACATE KING HEEM Radioactive, invade your dream!!! I don’t play, rock till I’m locked away Walk away, brought from Angels of May Walk the road, chopped a foe Cough off to the coffin, that’s rock’n’roll FUCK THAT I got a job you know SOURCE FORCE And my team has got me solidly Fuckin’ enormous oddity, a sort of scientific anomaly Caught dropping his quantum dichotomy It’s fun to be Mr. President, great to be different Derpy, fuck yeah, livin’ on the edge of existence Laughed and we’re dancing now And that’s how I do Wouldn’t take shit from the likes of you, no! I take over, I take the lie, I tell the truth Like in the source force!!! I am not god, I am just one, I know the way
6.
Crazy 01:31
Crazy, with an ocular vein in my Oculus Parked in the park in the rain But I'm not gonna feign that I got the Mercedes Dropped in my cave, Pontiac Wave, chump and a slave Talk to the Popular Boffin It's their fault that I'm drawn to these thoughts of the coffin I'm swamped in the bought, cough, better call - never mind Not with the shot that I got to be King and then say Who's crazy, yeah?! (x6) Crazy, tech addicted So I pay for my tech, then I pay for my physio Scorching nights, but can't break the call of the ICE Gas, fuck you're not charging, GIMME THE SHIT Fight for my freedom, retracing the same roads Facing the day when the base goes Racing the globe, racing the day that I can't face When I'm fused to my seat, with my back in a brace pole Who’s crazy, yeah?! (x6) Who is crazy now?! With our great knowledge We have destroyed superstition And laid waste to false gods We see now the world as it truly is Material Mechanical We must derive Heaven from Earth It produces your divine nectar Drink! Crazy, I can feel it seeping No high no more, back to the feeding Creatures, make with the keepsakes Shelving 'em, hell with the details Fell for the failure, the sweepside Leap from my body to leave my Left side broken and weak, spine crushed As the i3 idles, bows, and obeys me The bit crushed haze that I wake every day and say Who's crazy?!
7.
You're going to see... forward momentum happening Wake up on Halloween day, ba-da-bing, chainsaw to the jugular Confident, Dante’s faltering, antsy, charter the Edsel Block to block, I’m getting off at the Westhill Doctors in any case ought to be artists Barge in the wait room, paint while the office is lost in thought Diagnose me, thought that you put me to rest But I laughed at the ghosties! Back to stack the pack, I jack a tractor Latch a rapper back and rack his ass to rapture lack the tact to stand for vapid tracks I’m apt to clash if passion’s not the factor I leave plaques with a fracture New Industrial Revolution Revolution If you are walking... you will see forward momentum happening If you are breathing... you will see forward momentum happening But it’s coming like a revelation, revving like a Renesis Finished, the Fen isn’t a runner up This summer heroes will rise and be hit up And splintered asunder Given the slip and slapped with an effigy, fuck it, I guarantee Coming to cover you over-confident cubby dwellers In comforters coated in cold quantum mechanic particles Hell and Pope on a tricycle, planet is overloaded with bipedal Bitterly moaning sons of a scientific eruption of cult comedy Group-think, they're nominally dead in the head Forget it, you're getting debunked properly Phenomenal, fuck it, I'm coming up And nobody is there to stop me Up at the top of Khalifa, knocking bodies off into the parking lot Choppers are buzzing, hovering Rappers are jumping off of the side But I'm dropping them by the dozen Along with the ones that are trying to climb With a pair of suction cups Stamping on ’em while dancing around the spire Like I rough it up Keep coming, the sick industrial, spit with the vigor, trusty old Stickin’ a foe with a flick of the wrist, I'm lit and combustible Revolution Industrial, not the old Wanton velocity has got me whole Got me whole N.I.R. Fuck walkin’...steam...StarTAC Machines... fuck that Start walkin’ I’ll pole-smash my way there in a Hellcat Cause something ain’t right with the soul of this town Looking down the barrel The doctrine is tone ’em down until they’re barely living Barren and giving no thought to just walking Lost in the fog with no mark And no way to compensate for the drop And I’m locked, I’m a rock, part of the flock But I’m plotting to stop Starlight with a fight, plotting to rock Planning to trot right into town with my posse And not even bother scanning for shock Plant an apocalypse, freeing the innocent, Punish the perpetrator, and WALK Industrial, not the old Wanton velocity has got me whole Industrial, not the old, not the old, not the old! Industrial, stop me? No! Wanton velocity has got me whole (Revolution!) Industrial, not the old Wanton velocity has got me whole (Revolution!) Get a revolution Creation... 'tis the biggest sin of all
8.
January 6... hit bottom at long last Heart full of fear, veins full of x-ray contrast Never been panicking more in my life The damn doctor is telling me it's nothing But I know that I'm damn right But can't fight this alone Every time I can feel, I feel like my heart's going to explode It's like terror without pain, still, even though I'm squeaky-clean Anything to leave me at the bottom of a deep ravine Dream tonight By Luna's light I'm feeling miserable, one thing after another I'm feeling like crap, did I stutter? And there goes another rapper, another rock star With his happiness lashed to his drugs, I Can't stop wanting to be with the world though Even though to me it's a friggin' mental inferno A little bit driven to drink in every experience Delirious with the fear of it, fuck it, I never learn so Dream tonight By Luna’s light I wake up sweating about commitments I gotta finish the setlist and be the Fresh Prince of Richmond Without even thinking, I can't stop referencing pony So throw me up on the podium See how I handle all of the panels I'm spinning round, I'm a fan, I'm not a celebrity Not ready for many more than four When I'm trying to perform voices Guzzling hot lemon and rooibos Acetaminophen, peanut butter, and adenoids is burning My voice is faltering, I lost it Ten thousand eyes watching from the darkness Okay Flutters, just calm down, you got this Make them eyes pop out their sockets, watch this Dream tonight By Luna's light
9.
Quickbeam, well I slip the stream No fast flying but I live the dream When I blow past a pony, laugh, it’s easy Skygaze and fly when I’m sipping appletini Big and large and I think to charge Up in the scene, I’m the best, never stick to par A bit far, but I walk the road, aloft and bold Got you roped up with a lot to pull Unstoppable, trust us, truss the crust up We’re down-home dirt and we can handle a dust-up You must think I lack flash, but I’m faster at rap Than anypony can flap their feathers I never fumble, gonna make you tumble Cocky foal chock full of rock and rumble Not so humble, got that? I lock and load I got control of rock and the coppers don’t So don’t stop me You know you’re playing with the wrong piece of trash I’m quick, and I’m taking a piece of Dash It’s unfeasible to outrun me Appreciate beauty, yeah, nothing can stun me Dig down abundant ground and sky above me The earth is lovely, can’t top a sunbeam and green grass The true rainbow, giving us more that just seven to paint with We’re limitless Look back, you’re gonna get earth Anypony steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and we’re ready for battle Our connection to the earth though is telepathical Look back, beginning of time, you’re gonna get earth Anypony steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and we’re ready for the battle We bring the fight you can’t handle Rocks (x4) Plan to stomp me, better show up with an army Not just a bunch of ragtag farming types Alarming mic skills, ready to fight Your flight don’t frighten us, roll the dice and strike We’ll strike you down, Bei Foal Toph on the mic Decisive, and I’m not the type to trot lightly A nightmare in full form, I fight fair I might well be magic, so cease to slice hairs Indeed, why care, I flow with alacrity And pack many a badflank in my back twenty With backpacks and battleaxes, action ready Your petty belittling statements are a tad plenty too much You ain’t even in it, you’re plum lazy Skitter around the edge of the fences, don’t make me spit sense You’re damn right it sinks, it’s denser I flip your dense head back to Miss Cadenza Look back, you’re gonna get earth Anypony steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and we’re ready for battle Our connection to the earth though is telepathical Look back, beginning of time, you’re gonna get earth Anypony steps up is gonna get hurt Yeah, and we’re ready for the battle We bring the fight you can’t handle Rocks (x4)
10.
Word Wake up one morning and throw all the blinds out Nobody gonna talk me down right now, I’m blazing Punch the button to start raising The face of the sun panels to power the phase-in Amazing, got lyrics for days and Got my claim staked in an ace location Brace for 8 takes in the basement, get it right You better not call tonight, call me Fen in Flight Key in, lay back on the sofa Wrap my laptop with the sun shade over the screen I’m never giving them iPads enough Cause e-ink, VR’s what I have Tornado comes closer, nope, it blows over Vocals so stoked I woke Nova Scotia City, my brain’s decked out with NVIDIA Smoke your ass in an amped-up Precidia It’s my fate! You’re too late Not to say Break of day Word Sightseeing ever since I hit the jackpot Chill and watch FIM then I hit the blacktop 3.9 zero-to-sixty, get busy Me and Kyro like one, we got machine empathy Don’t tempt me, I rule the skies The wings are real, I’m never gonna fool your eyes Burning wingspan, ripping like a P4 crystal can Never lethargic, got low blood tryptophan It’s like that, and that’s the way it is I’m never tolerating your face in my biz Face the facts, I’m god, never pass the buck I’m past luck, get up, get up, laugh, I’m a Mack truck I smash the classless, morph into a Mazda Miata To dodge round the rubble of folks Who thought a meme could stop me I’m clean and I’m cocky Friend of Source Force and my team has got me! It’s my fate! You’re too late Not to say Break of day

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In a world where rap lies broken and destroyed, one man destroys it even more with the craziest flow in the post-apocalyptic universe.

Fen.

He's not out to be a hero. He's here to destroy you with the power of rhyme.

Are you ready?

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released March 7, 2016

Lyrics, mixing, mastering, art, photography, and layout by Brian Tobin (FenPhoenix).

Beats and vocals by Brian Tobin except "Sapphire (Scott Bagelton Remix)", beat and chorus vocals by Scott Bagelton; verse vocals by Brian Tobin.

Full list of samples used on the album:
fenphoenix.com/albums/fptcdoe/fptcdoe-attributions.html

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