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

Graveyard shift never dead
We go to work people go to bed
We got a work overload
The boss don't care about the dress

So, if hair's messed up, come on in
Nobody don't care 3 o'clock in the
I'm about a six fo'
Broke as hell, the flo

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

Nobody gets offended at a joke
(Why?)
laughin', tryin' to stay woke
(Yeah)
We takin' it though times are hard
Pullin' practical on the security guard

And if you come late, the won't boot ya
Standin' 'round, talkin' the future
Don't trip if you feel tired
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 graveyard
(Oh yeah, now)
(You don't to slave)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
(Oh)

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

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

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

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

Drinkin' in the back with my home
(Yeah)
The on the house from the corporate world
Act like a 'til the break of dawn
Yellin' curse words on the

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

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

I never would work on
(Daytime)
shift is my play time
(Playtime)
Daytime are flaky
(Flaky)
Daytime jobs are like Jello Gelatin
(What? Gelatin)

So, I work graveyard shift a skeleton
(Yeah)
An afro-classic is I am
I drive to work a traffic jam
Everybody on the is like my brother
Always out for each other

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

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

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

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

Happiness is hard to
Happiness is a state of
It can't be found in or wealth
It's found deep inside yourself

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

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

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

(Hey, check out loco)
No plan, no Medicare
(Graveyard, graveyard)
no vacation, the man don't care
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Ain't got no no respect
(Graveyard, graveyard)

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