[Verse] There's a whisper in the holler, a shadow on the breeze, A story told in silence, passed down through family trees. It lingers in the marrow, it hums in my veins, An epigenetic echo, the ghost in my genes. [Chorus] Oh, the ghost in my genes, it's callin' my name, A map of my kinfolk, their joy and their pain. From the fields to the mountains, it weaves through the seams, The past never fades, it’s the ghost in my genes. [Verse] Grandma’s hands were steady, but her heart held a scar, A lifetime of hard labor left its mark from afar. Her burdens fell upon me, though I’ve never seen, The life that she lived, yet it shapes what I mean. [Chorus] Oh, the ghost in my genes, it's callin' my name, A map of my kinfolk, their joy and their pain. From the fields to the mountains, it weaves through the seams, The past never fades, it’s the ghost in my genes. [Bridge] It’s in the songs they sang, in the love they sowed, In the tears they cried, in the paths they chose. Every step I take, every dream I chase, I carry their voices, I wear their face. [Verse] The land remembers sorrow, the rivers hold the tears, The winds carry whispers of ancestral fears. But there's hope in the echoes, and strength in the streams, A legacy of courage from the ghost in my genes.
