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Lyrics
[Intro]
Late night hunt
Teeth out, fangs up
Flame on the pan
Blood in the cut (yeah)
[Verse 1]
I’m a ghost in the hallway, plates start rattling
Slide through the steam, cold eyes in the battling
Pack full of wolves in the back of the kitchen
Aprons like armor, we came here on a mission
Steel on the counter, cleaver like a claw
Carving up the beef, let it drip on the floor
You talking big bites, I serve the whole feast
You nibble on crumbs, I’m butchering beats
Pots start banging like we kicking in doors
Whisk like a whip, leave scars on the floor
Order up, order up, that’s your warning
If I step to the line, it’s a red sky morning
[Chorus]
Ghosts, wolves, chefs in the heat (in the heat)
We don’t bark, we bite through the meat (through the meat)
If you step in my kitchen, don’t speak (don’t speak)
’Cause the pack run the night, and we eat, and we eat
Ghosts, wolves, chefs in the heat
We don’t bark, we bite through the meat
If you step in my kitchen, don’t speak
Yeah the pack run the night, and we eat, and we eat
[Verse 2]
I’m that shadow in the walk-in, breath turn frost
You that pup in the corner, all bark, all lost
Got smoke from the grill, got smoke for your crew
Got a blade for the beef and a verse just for you
Fur on my hood, scars on my knuckles
Pan flame jump when the real ones huddle
Alpha on the line, you a bus boy rookie
I season my rage, let it simmer in the cooking
Plates come flying when the temper get hot
Forks hit the wall, hear the metal just drop
If you see yellow eyes in the slip light glow
That’s the last thing you spot ’fore the shutdown, go
[Chorus]
Ghosts, wolves, chefs in the heat
We don’t bark, we bite through the meat
If you step in my kitchen, don’t speak
Yeah the pack run the night, and we eat, and we eat
[Bridge]
Midnight shift, whole crew on attack (on attack)
Howl in the alley, then we march out back
You pray for a break, we pray for a fight
Aprons tied tight, we devour the night
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 24, 2025
Duration2:24
LanguageFrench
Style
rap, Aggressive trap banger, dark cinematic stabs and detuned bells over a snarling 808 and sharp hi-hats. Verses stay tight and punchy with male vocals spitting double-time pockets; hook widens with stacked gang shouts, distortion, and subtle wolf howls tucked in the background. Final chorus explodes with riser sweeps and ad-libs, then cuts cold on the last bar.
Credits
Prompt by
FRAILKING
FRAILKINGModelAria v5
Prompt
A rap aggressive angry rap song about Ghost, Wolfs, chefs
