Name on the Cup

Female lead vocal only, Snapping staccato female MC, 150 BPM quick-fire rap, clacking rim snare, punchy kick, rubbery bass guitar, chopped guitar riff, staccato full-chest bars, shouted hooks, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑piano, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑dancehall, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑warm mid-range female vocal, ‑male vocals, ‑male vocals, ‑male lead, ‑male rapper

[Hook: Snapping staccato female MC, full chest, shouted]
Got your name on the cup, I know who you are
Know the milk, know the size, know the dent in your car
Seven in the morning and the line out the door
Got your name on the cup, don't tell me no more

[Verse 2: Snapping staccato female MC, staccato, sharper]
Ten past seven, there's a suit at the door
Shoes so shiny that they mopping the floor
Manager muttering, that's the man with the check
Buying every store, so be nice, don't wreck
He walks to the front past the line like a king
Says you don't know me, I don't need a thing
Here to observe how the little shop runs
Clipboard out like he's counting the crumbs
I look at his face and the files in my head
Ten years of faces and I flip to the red

[Bridge: Snapping staccato female MC, ticket rail, one breathless run of orders, beat thins to kick and rim, then crashes back]
Small black coffee, no room, two sugars
Paid it in dimes from a coat with no buttons
Table six, every night, ten years back
Business books, one muffin, never paid for that
Corner seat, freezing, stayed until we closed
Studying numbers in a coat full of holes
Mister, I know you, I know you by the cup
Same small black and the muffin's still on the tab, pay up

[Verse 3: Snapping staccato female MC, staccato, victorious]
Now the whole line laughing and the suit turns red
Manager frozen with a hand on her head
He reaches in his pocket and he pulls out a five
Says keep the change for the nights you kept me alive
Signs on the counter with the pen from the jar
Says nothing changes here, y'all know who you are
Small black coffee, no room, two sugars
Next in line, go, I don't wait on movers

[Final Hook: Snapping staccato female MC, full chest, shouted]
Got your name on the cup, I know who you are
Know the milk, know the size, know the dent in your car
Seven in the morning and the line out the door
Got your name on the cup, don't tell me no more

[Outro: Snapping staccato female MC, laughing, beat rings out and fades]
Next
Name on the cup, next

[End]

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[Verse 1: Snapping staccato female MC, staccato, quick and cutting] Six fifty-nine and the gate goes up Two hundred regulars, every one a cup Tall oat, no foam, that's the nurse off nights Double shot on ice for the cop with the lights Black with a honey for the teacher at nine Extra hot latte for the man with the sign Never write a ticket and I never ask twice Drink in your hand before you finish saying hi Steam wand screaming like a kettle on a train Tamp it, lock it, pour it, then I do it again [Hook: Snapping staccato female MC, full chest, shouted] Got your name on the cup, I know who you are Know the milk, know the size, know the dent in your car Seven in the morning and the line out the door Got your name on the cup, don't tell me no more [Verse 2: Snapping staccato female MC, staccato, sharper] Ten past seven, there's a suit at the door Shoes so shiny that they mopping the floor Manager muttering, that's the man with the check Buying every store, so be nice, don't wreck He walks to the front past the line like a king Says you don't know me, I don't need a thing Here to observe how the little shop runs Clipboard out like he's counting the crumbs I look at his face and the files in my head Ten years of faces and I flip to the red [Bridge: Snapping staccato female MC, ticket rail, one breathless run of orders, beat thins to kick and rim, then crashes back] Small black coffee, no room, two sugars Paid it in dimes from a coat with no buttons Table six, every night, ten years back Business books, one muffin, never paid for that Corner seat, freezing, stayed until we closed Studying numbers in a coat full of holes Mister, I know you, I know you by the cup Same small black and the muffin's still on the tab, pay up [Hook: Snapping staccato female MC, full chest, shouted] Got your name on the cup, I know who you are Know the milk, know the size, know the dent in your car Seven in the morning and the line out the door Got your name on the cup, don't tell me no more [Verse 3: Snapping staccato female MC, staccato, victorious] Now the whole line laughing and the suit turns red Manager frozen with a hand on her head He reaches in his pocket and he pulls out a five Says keep the change for the nights you kept me alive Signs on the counter with the pen from the jar Says nothing changes here, y'all know who you are Small black coffee, no room, two sugars Next in line, go, I don't wait on movers [Final Hook: Snapping staccato female MC, full chest, shouted] Got your name on the cup, I know who you are Know the milk, know the size, know the dent in your car Seven in the morning and the line out the door Got your name on the cup, don't tell me no more [Outro: Snapping staccato female MC, laughing, beat rings out and fades] Next Name on the cup, next [End]

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