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F​.​R​.​W​.​L​.​2 (From Russia With Love 2) EP

by Staalin

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1.
F.R.W.L 02:13
V1- Y’all recreated a monster/ that’s sponsored/ without the energy drink, My enemies think that I’m gone I’m back/ before they can blink. Been the missing link in the chain/ before Lincoln came and unlinked, The chains of the slaves/ at least that’s what all the history books say. Right? Never liked me/ they like Staalin behave, He’s a bully/ he’s a beast/ I bet his booth in a cave. With all this venom I produce/ I’ll put dey youts in a grave, So they aint gotta avenge they fathers death/ I spare them the shame. (Geeze) My pictures/ sicker/ than Hitler/ at a bar mitzvah/ nigga, Pulling a trigger/ while yelling mazeltov/ I’m a killa. Call me Attila/ these rappers/ after the scrilla, But they really don’t excite me/ they rapping pattern’s vanilla. (ugh) Makes me wanna go back to the trap/ and tackle them down to the mat, And slap em with vinyl/ like when Lion-o attacks. These Thunder cats/ are just making noise when they rap, With out the lightning/ they bout as frightening/ as two dykes in a bath. Motherfuckers…. Interlude V2- I am the past, present and future/ re introduce the dude who’s next, They say I’m the total package like Luger Lex. Torture racking/ opponents lacking/ the proper specs, In order to leave lasting effects/ in the mind of any sex. So I ain’t gotta sing/ for y’all to kiss the ring, All I gotta do is fling your king/ into a body sling. Cold enough/ to make frozen stuff/ in the heart of Spring, The hottest artist/ that go the hardest/ like Harden from the wing. (what?) - y’all been patiently waiting/ patient as Satan, Waiting for me to come back to Hell from vacation. He told me take his place just sign here on this application, I took the pen and stabbed him in his neck while God said Nathan. (yeah) - Staalin man of steel/ with mass appeal, That’s running tracks on massive fields/ I don’t care how the massa feels. Y’all continue picking cotton/ your mind is trapped in a cell, Just know that everything I’m dropping/ is F.R.W.L. (Bitch)
2.
Anorexic 04:21
Hook- They told me that my chances anorexic, (YUP) Kinda slim/ never been/ on that next shit. (NAH) Cuz I grew up when the game was aggressive, Roll up in the club/ everybody hit the exit/ when niggas start to set trip. (RAAAHHHHH) Now all they do is get lit/ while looking for they next hit/ and listening to brothers trying to get rich, (RICH) I ain’t in to that shit/ I’d rather be at home/ write my next hit/ while chillin’ watching Netflix. (NETFLIX) V1- NOW I’M BOUT TO BLOW/ couldn’t hear my record/ for the record/ had me sitting on shelf shit, (SHIT) THEY AIN’T EVEN KNOW/ all these artists think they running tracks/ I Boss tons like a Celtic. Sending labels demos/ got ‘em claiming that they felt it, (YA) Trying to pimp a nigga like a man hoe trying to sell dick. (YA) I ain’t even worried bout it/ hotter than the curry powder, That my momma used when we was living out in Jane and Chuch. (CHUCH) Now that’s 720, Who knew/ when I grew/ I’d be legendary. (ME) I knew/ interviewers like “Staalin’s very, Subdued/ for a dude/ who been known to bury.” A few dudes/ and they crews/ with no cemetery, Who’s-who/ in this Rap shit like “you is scary!” Refusing to lose/ I don’t care bout the views, Till my name on the news/ or the obituaries. (GEEZE) Never ease up, (NAH) Painting visions with precision/ got no easel. Every word I spit a weapon/ call me lethal, Gibson Danny Glover/ spend my summers in the T.O./ (T.O) never losing. Y’all Drummond with the free throw (FREE THROW)/ brick shooting, Triple drumming on the beat though (BEAT THOUGH)/ he inhuman. And I been doing free shows/ but fuck that, I cut that/ like a key though/ not a Kilo.. Hook- ANOREXIC, Kinda slim/ never been/ on that next shit. (NAH) Cuz I grew up when the game was aggressive, Roll up in the club/ everybody hit the exit/ when niggas start to set trip. (RAAAHHHHH) Now all they do is get lit/ while looking for they next hit/ and listening to brothers trying to get rich, (RICH) I ain’t in to that shit/ I’d rather be at home/ write my next hit/ while chillin’ watching Netflix. (NETFLIX) V2- NOW I’M BOUT TO BLOW/ looking like I’m strapping up with C4 and I did it in the name of God, (GOD) THEY AIN’T EVEN KNOW/ I do it for my niggas on the block and niggas pushing weights up in the yard. Told ‘em I’m the best/ and everybody said he boosting, Everybody say it/ everybody want recruit him. People in my city/ who would say they fucking with me, When they see me give me daps and after that/ that nigga screwing. (SCREWING) And that’s word to Phillips, This star’s back/ with that back pack flow that kill it. I’m Staubach/ when I cock back/ aim and drill it, Beyond that/ I’m a laid back dude who’s still in. Conversations/ of making/ the most immaculate statements, They hate the fact that I’m great so they locked me back in the basement. Now I’m moving on up/ and they say I’m acting complacent, I ain’t acting at all/ I’m not a Degrassi replacement. (YEAH YEAH) Now the fee’s up, Getting paid for my features every three months. (THREE MONTHS) Said I’d never make it “homie you a dreamer”, (DREAMER) “You too old to be sold to these tweeners”/ (NAH)/ Probably right. But we gon keep that shit between us (BETWEEN US)/ cus when I write, I’m feeling younger than a fetus (FETUS)/ I grab a mic. And I’m a strike ‘em like a teacher/ and when I‘m done, I’ll be the only one they speak of/ pray to Jesus. Hook- ANOREXIC, Kinda slim/ never been/ on that next shit. (NAH) Cuz I grew up when the game was aggressive, Roll up in the club/ everybody hit the exit/ when niggas start to set trip. (RAAAHHHHH) Now all they do is get lit/ while looking for they next hit/ and listening to brothers trying to get rich, (RICH) I ain’t in to that shit/ I’d rather be at home/ write my next hit/ while chillin’ watching Netflix. (NETFLIX)
3.
V1 - Pops said don’t hesitate/ when you step in the ring you feather weight, Make sure you got them gloves on with hella tape/ cuz you wanna hit it straight like a jab to face/ making her belly ache. (ugh) Now if the water breaks….(ugh)……. Some niggas try to break out, But I guess that’s just the breaks huh? Baby momma trying NOT to break down. Vexation/ making up a better explanation, You ain’t wanna be a father/ have a son or a daughter/ now you facing all these expectations. Got a nigga feeling trapped/ thinking how you gonna get her back/ tell her that baby ain’t yours, Claiming you was strapped/ love her? Forget about that/ you rather run around with them whores. Better get a test for the DNA/ you ain’t even give a fuck what her momma say, Miss Jackson sorry/ but your baby girl is a thotty/ with a body of a Chevrolet. Everybody get ride…..ride….ride…. But you the last one to come inside…. Side…./ put the key in ignition and drive. (Let’s go) 9 months anticipation/ waiting/ for the day of her creation, Blatantly/ missed delivery/ still conflicted she/ looked up in amazement. Smiling/ at you while you was faded/ damn her face/ just made this complicated, Realizing that your life in need of changes/ now you loving that kid/ no hesitation. (Let’s go DON’T HESITATE) Hook - DON’T HESITATE - DON’T HESITATE DON’T HESITATE - DON’T HESITATE DON’T HESITATE - DON’T HESITATE DON’T HESITATE …… You got that love up in you show it/ got emotions/ of a million poets, Know there’s no easy road to go/ we begin to grow/ right before you know it. DON’T HESITATE …… DON’T HESITATE - DON’T HESITATE DON’T HESITATE …… V2 - You was caught up in the grandeur / getting lit/ with ya niggas ALL listening to Panda, Free-styling so sick/ that they rolling with the camera/ got you feeling like the fucking man huh? They boosting like you the best in this bitch/ talking bout if you invest in this shit, Then they got your back/ just get up on a track/ and you can re-enact the plans to rich. (Hold up) You busy chasing trends/ (AND)/ all you seem to think about is ends, (AND) All the shit you buy to impress your friends/ (AND)/ now they multiply like Gremlins. (When) Fed em after midnight…. courtesy of the wind pipe…. getting blind by the spotlight, Thinking that you hot right? Why not/ Hip Hop/ ain’t nothing but a stop light. On your road to success/ tighten the shirt on your chest/ lower the pants on your ass, Cop a new dress/ Yeezy said everything bless/ man gwan like dem gyal and it pass. But it won’t last… last… last… Like Usain on a hundred metre dash… dash…./ rap sheep/ getting eaten real fast. (Good God) No Ramadan/ dat what happen when you rapping/ and the love is gone/ all the trappin’/ and the stackin/ like an oven on, When they turn it off/ you ain’t hot no more/ you just another pawn. Waiting/ for ya big break and/ making/ bitter twitter conversations/ hating, On the next man in his lane that truly love the game/ with no hesitation. (Let’s go DON’T HESITATE) Hook -
4.
Phoenix 03:53
V1 - She was beautiful to the cuticle, Caught her scent every time she went to her cubicle. Every morning I’m hoping she’d think I’m suitable, To be the one she’ll leave with/ never thought it was do-able. Desk full of her children’s pictures/ she got two, Screen saver/ a bible scripture/ she got to, Be/ one of them church goers/ I looked over, Her shoulder/ one day trying to get closer/ and said hello. She smiled back at me/ ya boy happy/ like “I’m in”, It only took a few months/ but now we laughing like we friends. Snuck a couple of blunts/ during our lunch/ and we’d pretend, That we was living it up/ talking about which colour Benz. We would buy/ then she started cry, Didn’t know if she was sad/ or side effects of being high., Said that she was glad to have someone she could confide, In my mind I’m like “friend zone”/ mouth asking her “why“? She said she had a man/ and how she really loved him, He was the father of her kids/ but he didn’t love ‘em. Always questioned if they his/ said they looking nothing, Like him/ in his mind she always up to something. The jealous type/ so/ even though I like, The fact that we could kick it as friends/ I’m thinking it should end. Maybe keep it at the job/ that way I wouldn’t have to spend, All my time/ thinking ‘bout/ all of the ways/ I could offend. Damn - She left me on the step/ looking real upset, Couldn’t help but think there’s more/ but I didn’t press. Walking over to my desk/ my brain’s kind of messed, I guess/ it’s what I get/ especially when the Buddha bless. I could tell she felt alone/ she sounded stressed when brother phoned, And every line she said was “yes, when I get home”. And each day after/ not a sexy dress was worn, And only make-up that she used/ to cover bruises on her arm. So I told her…. Hook - (I said) - Fly little phoenix fly, You been living in the ashes now it’s time to rise. Spread your wings/ I can see the fire in your eyes, You the only one ain’t see it/ cus he kept you blind. But now your sights back/ it’s time to fight back, And take flight/ to a height/ where all the sky’s black And as that light shine from you/ it‘s a known fact, Your flame will never go out/ you control that. V2 - She thought I’d never noticed/ but I’m always focused, Her image printed in my brain/ but I ain’t want expose it. Didn’t want to tell nobody/ she said I was closest, Friend that she had/ because her man ain’t like/ the ones she rolled with. And every time she’d go out - it be blow out, So even when its work/ she the biggest flirt/ at a whore house. Forget a mini skirt/ or a shirt that’s tight like a bow now, He picking out her clothes/ like a 5 year old/ in store aisle. Still I never said shit/ she’d only deny it, Cus any time I dropped hints/ she told me be quiet. I don’t understand/ yelling at me in defiance, But that’s what happens when the sheep/ go to sleep/ with the lions. They really wolves underneath all the roaring/ they trying, To keep they claws and they teeth showing/ preying on frighten. Individuals/ he tell her he love her/ he lying, It’s fucked up/ she’s a hell of a mother who’s dying. A little bit a day, I wish that she could see/ the woman that she is today. I wish that I could be/ the man that wipe her tears away, Cus she deserving much more/ for all the years she gave. Thought I’d make her day with flowers at her desk/ bought a card with a car on it, Wrote a couples jokes inside/ not a love sonnet. Saw her crack a smile/ for awhile/ that was her tonic, Looking like she did/ in that moment we were first talking. Knew she couldn’t take the flowers home I didn’t stress it, To see her happy for a minute/ it was such a blessing. Heading home/ I could hear my phone/ text a message, But when I read it/ it was her/ she said her man had threatened. To hurt her and the kids because he found the card she kept it, He walking round the crib yelling/ and he got a weapon. Called her back and said “I’ll be there in a millisecond” , “Where you at?”/ heard the shots ‘fore she answered the question. Now I’m praying… Hook - Saying - Fly little phoenix fly, You been living in the ashes now it’s time to rise. Spread your wings/ I can see the fire in your eyes, You the only one ain’t see it/ cus he kept you blind. But now your sights back/ it’s time to fight back, And take flight/ to a height/ where all the sky’s black And as that light shine from you/ it‘s a known fact, Your flame will never go out/ you control that.
5.
Hook - I ain’t never met nobody like me - (hey), I ain’t never met nobody like me - (nope). Like I’m from a different world - you aint see what see, (Hey) When I’m riding round in my spaceship boy. V1 - Pilot to co pilot/ I am the flyest, (yeah) Tight pants and skirts/ you should fire your stylist. (yeah) Niggas sleeping on me/ better open ya eye lids, The flow is so cold/ but I’m hot as the islands/ I ain’t even rhyming/ bout money or violence. They saying I got this rap shit to a science/ please bow ya head for a moment of silence. Sorry - meant moment of violins/ you hearing them playing/ like Cowboys and Giants. My day is arriving/ while yours is retiring/ I am the lion that/ eat these aspiring, Rappers like vitamins/ minus the bitting and/ I am a star on the rise like Orion - AND I…… V2 - Many kings in the game/ Ima challenge ya claim, (yeah) Put my pen in the stone/ see who draws it again. (yeah) Heard a legend bout a peasant/ that was born in the flames, In the belly of a dragon/ and that barely ever happens/ so/ when the baby hatched/ people called him Orlane. (Aaghh) - True story/ I’d kill ‘em but it’s too gory/ so I son ‘em on the beat/ I’m the new Maury, Find a little DNA/ on ya bitches TNA/ that’s the only way they end up in my category. (GEEZ) - Soo high - in - the - sky/ I - can - make - clouds - look - like - they - bout - to - cry, I - ain’t - got - wings - but - I’m - wiping - its - eye/ I ‘ll - be - up - here - till - all - the - planets - collide.
6.
Phyyah 03:31
V1 - Niggas said I sounded like Royce/ that I was dupping his voice/ but I ain’t offended, Compare my raps to that man’s status/ that shit is blessed. Since an adolescent/ I’ve added lessons/ that add dimensions, To my rapping methods/ I am the future/ the blackest Jetson. (Mane) Y’all ain’t seeing the bigger picture? Suggestion mane, Follow in my vision/ you’ll see it vivid like Instagram. Paid my debts/ to the rapping vets/ now I’m in this fam, You about to bare witness to the power of Staalingrad. That’ll make ‘em mad/ why they so upset tho? Is it cus I run tracks/ like I’m Bo Jackson/ in Tecmo. Is it cus I flow fast/ over dope ass/ instrumentals, And I’m known as/ a Picaso / with a notepad and a pencil. Y’all don’t have the potential/ I’m sort of out of my mental, I look at/ all of these niggas/ my eyes is chalk and they stencils. They tryna fly to my level/ beyond the bass and treble, Never claimed to be a God/ but you face to face with the devil. Hook - I walk with nothing but flames around me/ So I give ‘em Hell/ every time I breathe, Thought that it would be the same without me/ You look in to my eyes/ all ya gonna see’s. PHYYAH…..WHEN YOU FACE TO FACE WITH THE DEVIL that’s, PHYYAH…..BOY YOU FACE TO FACE WITH THE DEVIL so. PHYYAH…..WHEN YOU FACE TO FACE WITH THE DEVIL that’s, PHYYAH…..can’t stand it? Get the hell up out my kitchen boy! V2 - It’s just FLOW, BARS AND PASSION, I touch a stage and get reaction. Must be allergic to most of these bastards/ better set a fire, Cleanse it from the pit to rafters/ no rapper/ touching it after. This shit is too hot/ even though I moved in to a new spot, Feeling like I’m MJ the first time he did the moon walk. Feeling like I’m MJ pushing off on Russell/ huge shot Feeling like I’m MJ rolling stones inside my new watch. (Yeah)/ now you watch/ see a legend in the making, I ain’t faking/ they mistaking/ me for Satan. Cus they soul is for the taking/ and I take it like vacations, And I’m hotter than Jamaicans/ when they mating/ with a Haitian. (Geeze)/ and when I’m done/ I let they soul release, Shang Tsung/ when my slangs sung/ there is no relieve. They gon need a rabbit foot, a horse shoe and a clover leaf, The moment/ my opponents/ need deodorant/ they’ll know its me. Hook -
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V1 - I put my life on the lines/ I ain’t hiding from nothing, Yeah I told a few lies/ it’s seeming more like a dozen. When you grow up the way I grew/ either blue or you wasn’t, Didn’t matter affiliations/ or crews that you run with. Saw a nigga get his shoes took/ the Nike was blooded, They started landing couple good hooks/ the sides of his stomach. He looking at me for a hand/ I grab my books and I’m running, Just as fast a nigga can/ pulled a Harriet Tubman. Now I’m looking for freedom/ but didn’t see him, All I saw’s the fear in the eyes of a human being/ was crying like every evening. I swear that I was going to Hell/ was trapped in a feeling, That my mind was like a digital cell/ that captured the beating. Twenty years later I’m still dreaming, Except they like nightmares/ starring all of my youth demons. I ain’t tell a soul till I wrote this/ so I’m hoping that the coldness, Disappears long enough for me to repair my emotions. Hook - Y’all wanna know about me/ I’m a let you in, I never talk about it/ never tell a friend. A secrets all I got in this world of sin, My secrets all I got in this world of sin. V2 - I thought my life was a blessing/ I had a wife and job, Man I was calling the shots/ not talking drinks at a bar. And everybody there loved me/ I guess I worked pretty hard, Who knew they planning to fuck me/ right after Christmas my God. Shit I just bought a house/ how am I telling my daughter? Why all her stuff moving out/ took back the necklace I bought her. All of sudden I’m drowning/ can t keep my head above water, And I remember me thinking/ she better off with no father. Depression/ set in/ in a millisecond/ feeling like Dre Lyon with a milli weapon, Pointed at my temple/ like a pencil/ when you in detention. Writing over lines as a punishment/ then the government, Saying I owe them money/ my child support can’t come up with it. Honeymoon was over/ we drifted apart, Either I pushed her/ or there was nothing there from the start. Sleeping on my brothers couch/ weeping/ I really lost, While trying to figure out/ how people heal up a bleeding heart. (I’m saying I really thought…) Hook - x2 V3 - Fast forward a year/ ya boy back on his feet, Hoping a music career/ would be enough so I’d eat. Random women I’m fucking/ you’d think the life pretty sweet, But all I felt was the loneliness/ on my own when I sleep. So next girl that I meet/ I treat her better than most, She even got her own kid who called me dad cuz his ghost. She seemed like rider/ to everybody I’d boast, Had a hustler inside her/ so I kept her real close. We started chopping OT/ where no one know me/ we flew in low key, Gave her some packs/ told her come right back/ and bring my money. I noticed that the dough was low/ and she was acting funny, Disappear in the middle of the night/ just moving mucky. I followed her into Trap/ she trying to under cut me, I kicked the door/ she on that glass dick/ a bucket custy. She begging me for my forgiveness/ said she change I must be, Out of my brain/ to let her stay/ because she say she loved me/ fuck me. Hook - 2x

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Five years after the release of his From Russia With Love or “F.R.W.L” volume one mix tape, Staalin is back and better than ever with the much anticipated and LONG overdue follow up EP, “F.R.W.L.2”.
The compilation, which includes lead singles “Anorexic” produced by Andrew ‘Triple A’ and “Don’t Hesitate” produced by Choicez, shows the versatility and effortless flow the Toronto born rapper has become known for. From the hard hitting Rushmore Muzic produced title track “F.R.W.L”, to the more emotionally charged and introspective “Secrets” featuring U.K songstress Kesia Reid, Staalin continues to stake his claim as ‘the best rapper period’.

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released January 19, 2018

Track 1 recorded at C.O.N Studios Toronto, Ontario. Track 2 recorded at the Den of Wolves Toronto, Ontario
Tracks 3-7 recorded at IV League Studios Halifax, Nova Scotia. Track 1 mixed & mastered by T.J Habibi at
Secret Suburbia Studios Toronto, Ontario. Tracks 2-7 mixed & mastered by WIlliam “Prolific” Rideout at
the Den of Wolves Toronto, Ontario. All songs written and performed by Orlane Fernandes.
Track 5 written and performed by Orlane Fernandes & Seth Settu Amukun.
Set2 appears courtesy of Motive Music Canada.

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Toronto rapper Staalin aka Big Money Josef has been quietly ripping through the underground for over a decade. Often describe as "the most underrated emcee in the game", he has finally decided to step out from the shadows to take his rightful position amongst the elite mainstream artists. With his release of the IRON KURTAIN 2.0 LP, Staalin looks to revive that golden era in Hip Hop. ... more

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