Songtext: "PROJECT GHOSTS"
Genre: HoodTrap x Florida Drill Fusion. Style: Kodak Black Vocal Type, Mumbled but Sharp, Off-beat Flow, No Flocking Energy, Dark 808s, Eerie Melodies. Visual Style: Grained Footage, Project Vibes, Florida Sun vs. Dark Shadows.
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Lyrics
Songtext: "PROJECT GHOSTS"
[Intro]
(Der Beat startet mit einem unheimlichen, hohen Piano-Loop, ähnlich wie bei No Flocking)
(Kodak-Stimme: Zieht an einer Zigarette, spuckt aus)
"Yeah... Gleezed up, you know what I'm sayin'?"
"Vulture City... HoodTrap shit."
"I ain't even gotta try too hard, man."
(Der Beat stolpert rein – harter, versetzter Jerk-Bass)
[Verse 1]
I’m in the project, walking 'round like I’m a phantom
Got a dirty K, and it’s singing like a anthem.
They call it Jerk, but I’m moving like a zombie
Got 'em leaning, yeah, they looking just like mommy.
I’m a project baby, never had a silver spoon
In the trap, yeah, we howling at the moon.
See the 808s? They hitting like a brick
And my flow so cold, it make a hater sick.
I’m on the block, yeah, I’m posted with the vultures
Changing lives, yeah, I’m changing up the culture.
[Chorus]
No flocking, yeah, I’m moving on my own
In the HoodTrap, yeah, I’m sitting on the throne.
Bent backs, yeah, they leaning in the street
But I’m the only one that’s standing on my feet.
(Ad-libs: Gleee! Project Baby!)
[Verse 2]
Look, I don’t dance, I just do my little step
Got the Glock on my hip, yeah, it’s looking for some help.
They say I’m off-beat, nah, the beat is off-me
I’m the finest thing that the projects ever see.
Xylazine dreams, yeah, I see 'em everywhere
But I’m focused on the money, yeah, I’m focused on the prayer.
Masked up, yeah, I’m hiding from the feds
I’m just trying to put some butter on the bread.
HoodTrap remix, yeah, it’s sounding like a drill
But it’s real life, yeah, it’s looking like a thrill.
[Bridge]
(Der Beat wird minimaler, nur noch der tiefe Bass und das Piano)
"You see 'em? They just standing there..."
"Leaning... bending... but me? I’m straight."
"Straight up Vulture... you heard?"
(Beat baut sich wieder auf)
[Verse 3]
I’m a king in the dirt, I’m a diamond in the mud
Got the street in my veins, yeah, I’m loyal to the blood.
Don’t be flocking 'round me, 'cause I see through the fake
I’m a sniper in the grass, I’m a predator, a snake.
Yeah, the rhythm got 'em shaking, got 'em feeling kind of weird
But I’m the only monster that the neighborhood feared.
Put the city on my back, yeah, I’m moving like a ghost
From the Florida sun to the dark Jersey coast.
[Outro]
(Der Beat wird langsamer und verzerrter)
"Project Ghosts... we everywhere."
"Nuski on the track, Kodak in the mind."
"Keep leaning, baby... I’m just gonna keep winning."
(Stimme verhallt mit einem typischen Kodak-Lachen)
"Z-Loot... Gleee!"