Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyard Shift

"Is night okay with you?"
"Yes"
"Hey, you got yourself a job, homie"

Graveyard ain't never dead
We go to when people go to bed
We got a tremendous work
The boss don't care about the code

So, if hair's messed up, come on in
don't care 3 o'clock in the mornin'
I'm about a six fo'
as hell, moppin' the flo

I know but I gots the hunch
(What's that?)
That it's almost for lunch
Smokin' cigarettes in the lot
All the homies tellin' lies the women they got

gets offended at a racial joke
(Why?)
Everybody's laughin', tryin' to woke
(Yeah)
We it easy though times are hard
Pullin' practical on the security guard

And if you come late, the boss boot ya
Standin' 'round, talkin' the future
Don't even trip if you feel
a little nap, you won't get fired

Drink a little beer , you a spliff
(Beer, spliff)
Nobody cares on the graveyard
(Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh)

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

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

When the boss man comes, baby we run
He's a fool like us tryin' to have fun
Graveyard is a little bit prouder
the radio just a little bit louder

DJ playin' midnight mix
(Mix)
Dance contest on isle six
(Six)
that old school too short rhyme
(Uh)
Got the in a soul train 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)

in the back with my home girl
(Yeah)
The beer's on the house from the world
Act like a fool 'til the of dawn
Yellin' curse words on the

Drag with the fork lift
Nobody cares on the graveyard
(You know what I'm Ha)

Party on the shift
(Yeah, everyday)
on the graveyard shift
(Alright, yeah)
(You don't to slave, oh yeah)
You have to slave too hard on the graveyard
(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 are shaky like Jello Gelatin
(What? Gelatin)

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

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

'Cause the corporate is oh so cold
To the people at the bottom of the pole
Divided we fall, together we
What you need? Get it the Afroman

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')

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

Happiness is hard to
Happiness is a of mind
It be found in fame or wealth
It's found real deep yourself

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

Drink a little beer, smoke no crack
Have a good time before Christ back
Keep your head high, keep back stiff
I'll see you Sunday for the graveyard shift

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

(Hey, this out loco)
No dental plan, no
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Said no vacation, the man care
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Ain't got no no respect
(Graveyard, graveyard)

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