Fen Presents The Complete Destruction of Everything

by FenPhoenix

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Marc Boulet 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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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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Track Name: Bringing the Pain to the Sane
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!
Track Name: The Complete Destruction of Everything
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
Track Name: Journey's Road
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
Track Name: Rocks Reloaded
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)
Track Name: Fuck 'Em Up 1, 2, 3
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
Track Name: Crazy
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?!
Track Name: New Industrial Revolution
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
Track Name: Sapphire (Scott Bagelton Remix)
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
Track Name: Rocks (Original Version)
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)
Track Name: Break of Day (Demo)
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