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"Is night shift okay you?"
"Yes"
"Hey, well you got a job, homie"

Graveyard shift ain't never
We go to work when go to bed
We got a tremendous overload
The boss don't care the dress code

So, if your messed up, come on in
Nobody don't care 3 in the mornin'
I'm fantasizin' a six fo'
Broke as hell, the flo

I don't know but I the hunch
(What's that?)
That it's almost for lunch
Smokin' in the parkin' lot
All the homies lies 'bout the women they got

Nobody gets offended at a racial
(Why?)
Everybody's laughin', to stay woke
(Yeah)
We it easy though times are hard
Pullin' jokes on the security guard

And if you late, the boss won't boot ya
'round, talkin' 'bout the future
Don't trip if you feel tired
Take a nap, you won't get fired

Drink a little beer , smoke you a
(Beer, spliff)
cares on the graveyard shift
(Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh)

Party, on the shift
(Yeah, party)
Party, on the shift
(Oh yeah, now)
(You have to slave)
You don't to slave too hard on the graveyard
(Oh)

Hey, yeah, uh
My name is Joseph Foreman, call me, 'Fro
('Cuz)
I worked at the neighborhood store
We actin' crazy like a bunch of
Playin' frisbee with the trash can

When the boss man comes, we don't run
He's a fool like us just to have fun
Graveyard shift is a bit prouder
Play the radio just a little bit

DJ playin' midnight mix
(Mix)
Dance on isle number six
(Six)
Bumpin' that old school too short
(Uh)
Got the homeboys in a soul line

If you wanna act crazy, go ahead and be
If you wanna rap, go ahead and
Graveyard shift, you just can't it
If you get hungry, something and eat it
(Ha,ha)

Drinkin' in the with my home girl
(Yeah)
The beer's on the house from the corporate
Act like a 'til the break of dawn
Yellin' curse on the intercom

racin' with the fork lift
Nobody on the graveyard shift
(You know I'm sayin'? Ha)

Party on the graveyard
(Yeah, everyday)
on the graveyard shift
(Alright, yeah)
(You have to slave, oh yeah)
You don't have to slave too hard on the
(Break it down, fellas)
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

I would work on daytime
(Daytime)
shift is my play time
(Playtime)
Daytime jobs are
(Flaky)
Daytime jobs are like Jello Gelatin
(What? Gelatin)

So, I work graveyard shift a skeleton
(Yeah)
An afro-classic is I am
I to work without a traffic jam
Everybody on the graveyard is like my
Always out for each other

Speak up fo' ya I lawyer
If you come late, we'll punch the fo' ya
We no money but we got pride
If you car down I'll give you a ride

the corporate world is oh so cold
To the people at the of the totem pole
we fall, together we stand
What you need? Get it from the

I'm not a but I got the hook up
For the ribs you wanna cook up
And if you somebody to get drunk with
Call the homeboys the graveyard shift
(Dedicated to all the collar workers
Strugglin', strivin', throbbin', thrivin')

on the graveyard shift
(If the boss for me
I'm in my car asleep, you what I'm sayin'?)
Party on the shift
(Hey, so watch my
tap on the window or something, ha, ha)
You don't have to too hard on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

is hard to find
Happiness is a of mind
It can't be found in fame or
It's found deep inside yourself

Brothers, stop singin' the
parties and barbecues
Don't destroy life, enjoy your life
Play with kids and make love to your wife

Drink a beer, don't smoke no crack
Have a good time before Christ back
Keep your head high, keep back stiff
I'll see you night for the graveyard shift

Party on the graveyard
Party on the graveyard
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

(Hey, this out loco)
No plan, no Medicare
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Said no vacation, the man don't
(Graveyard, graveyard)
got no union no respect
(Graveyard, graveyard)

Dirty uniforms and a paycheck
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Workin' minimum wage
(Graveyard, graveyard)
We gotta get over some way
(Come on man)