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Lyrics
[Intro]
Sun ain’t up yet
Steam in the air, yeah
Clock hit six on the dot
(They know who it is)
[Verse 1]
Tall boy duckin’ under door frames
Apron on, got his own war stains
David clock in, whole backroom hush
Racks of plates tremble when he brush past, rush
They call him Monster, arms like a forklift
Stack pans high, whole tower do a short shift
Water hit hot, grease start meltin’
Rubber mat slick, but his grip stay welded
Sleep in his eyes, coffee in his veins
But he blast through the trays, turn a flood to a lane
Manager peek like, "D–damn, he back?"
When the Monster in the pit, ain’t no dish comeback
[Chorus]
They call him Monster in the morning
Six a.m., whole sink stormin’
Tall as the doorframe, handle that torment
Scrub ’til the chrome shine bright, no warnin’
Monster in the morning
Up before the birds, that’s his warning
If the plates got stains, he go toward ’em
David in the dish pit, monster in the morning (monster)
[Verse 2]
Ride share drop him at the side do’
Headphones hangin’, but he listen for the line flow
Tickets start printin’, cooks start yellin’
Egg pan, waffle iron, syrup all spillin’
He the last wall standin’ in the backline war
Broken glass shard glint on the wet floor
He sweep, spray, rinse like a storm on track
Whole tub full of silver like he countin’ racks
Never brag, just nod, keep the rhythm in his wrist
Tattoo on his arm, little cross in the mist
Busser say, "Dave, you a beast, you a giant"
He just grin in the steam, stay quiet, stay defiant
[Chorus]
They call him Monster in the morning
Six a.m., whole sink stormin’
Tall as the doorframe, handle that torment
Scrub ’til the chrome shine bright, no warnin’
Monster in the morning
Up before the birds, that’s his warning
If the plates got stains, he go toward ’em
David in the dish pit, monster in the morning (hey)
[Outro]
Clock out, shirt soaked, but he still stand proud
Walk past booths, whole staff yell loud
"Monster, Monster," chant like a warning
David just laugh, see you in the morning
Details
GeneratedFeb 25, 2026
Duration1:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Grimy Memphis rap, male vocals, swung trunk-rattling drums with sub-heavy bass, eerie bell loops, and pitched-down ad-libs. Verse stays menacing but laid-back, space between lines for the beat to breathe; hook gets bigger with stacked chants on “Monster.” Occasional distorted vocal drops accent the character, with a short hyped outro chant for crowd energy.
Credits
Prompt byCoolSpark830
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A Memphis rap song about a tall dishwasher named David that works morning shift and has the nickname of “monster”
