Wolf Pack In The Kitchen

Late night hunt

Teeth out, fangs up

Flame on the pan

Blood in the cut (yeah)

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

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

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

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

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