🎵 Project Ghost – "Birds in the Bando" (Official Audio) 🎵
🔥 From the mind of Project Ghost, "Birds in the Bando" paints a haunting, gritty picture of survival in the trap — where baking soda prayers mix with broken dreams and smoke-stained ceilings.
Inspired by raw lyricists like Eminem, Earl Sweatshirt, and the ghostly grind of street prophets, Project Ghost delivers a chilling street anthem with sharp wordplay, dense rhyme schemes, and unforgettable imagery.
Ghosts in the beams. Feathers in the kitchen. Let's cook.
🎶 Full Lyrics:
[Intro – low, eerie tone]
(Yeah... Ghost.)
(Skrrt.)
Feathers in the kitchen, ghosts in the beams...
Let's go.
[Verse 1]
Woke up with a .40 by the Folgers jar, (Clink.)
Sunlight cut through the smoke like broken scars. (Split.)
Kitchen full of rumors — Pyrex on trial,
Birds on the wire and a warrant in the file. (Duck.)
Money in the mattress, whispers in the wall,
Every cabinet hold a chapter that the feds can't call. (Shh.)
Fiends outside like zombies at dawn,
Mouths on foam, hearts already gone. (Gone.)
I stitched my first dollar in a flour bag,
Learned young that a grave look a lot like a slab. (Facts.)
Feathers float slow in the steam off the pot,
That's hope evaporatin' in the prayers we forgot. (Ghost.)
[Hook – Chant with echo effect]
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Birds in the bando, crack in the cabinets, (Flap.)
Money in the floor, we ain't never had it. (Nah.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more, (Whip.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more. (More!)
Birds in the bando, crack in the cabinets,
Money in the floor, we ain't never had it. (Never.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more, (Whip it.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more. (Ghost.)
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[Verse 2]
Tap the stove twice like I'm knockin' on Heaven,
But Heaven don't answer — just seven elevens. (Dice roll.)
Dreams dried up on a bent teaspoon,
Where the bassline boom like a block cartoon. (Bang.)
Clock on my wrist ain't for telling no time,
It just spin while I’m flippin' these biblical lines. (Preach.)
Moses had a staff — I got a steel in my coat,
Both parts the seas when it’s pressure in the boat. (Push.)
Ashes on the apron, resin in my dreams,
I stitched my sins in the seams of my jeans. (Sew it.)
Hope on layaway, pain on the floor,
Bakin' up blessings with the heat of the war. (Bless up.)
[Hook – Repeat with slight intensity build]
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Birds in the bando, crack in the cabinets,
Money in the floor, we ain't never had it.
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more, (Cook.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more. (Whip.)
Birds in the bando, crack in the cabinets,
Money in the floor, we ain't never had it. (Never had it.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more, (Skrrt.)
Baking soda on the counter so I cook up more. (Cook up, cook up.)
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[Outro – Spoken Word over fading beat]
Feathers fall.
Cabinets creak.
Counters bleed.
But we still cook.
Project Ghost.
Another bird in the bando.
Another prayer in the pot.
(Whip.)
🕊️ About the Track:
Producer: GhostOnDaBeat
Written & Performed by: Project Ghost
Studio: TrapHouseGhost Productions
Collective: Ghost Squad Click (G$C)
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