Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyard Shift

"Is night shift 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 work overload
The boss don't care about the code

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

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

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

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

Drink a little beer , you a spliff
(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 don't 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 grocery store
We actin' crazy a bunch of kids
frisbee with the trash can lids

When the man comes, baby we don't run
a fool 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)
that old school too short rhyme
(Uh)
Got the homeboys in a soul line

If you wanna act crazy, go and be wild
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 corporate
Act like a fool the break of dawn
curse words on the intercom

Drag racin' with the fork
Nobody cares on the shift
(You what I'm sayin'? Ha)

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

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

So, I work graveyard shift like a
(Yeah)
An is what I am
I to work without a traffic jam
Everybody on the graveyard is my brother
lookin' 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 break I'll give you a ride

'Cause the world is oh so cold
To the people at the bottom of the totem
Divided we fall, we stand
What you need? Get it from the

I'm not a thief but I got the up
For the barbecue you wanna cook up
And if you need to get drunk with
Call the from 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'?)
on the graveyard shift
(Hey, so my back
tap on the window or something, ha, ha)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

is hard to find
Happiness is a state of
It be found in fame or wealth
found real deep inside yourself

Brothers, stop the blues
Throw parties and
destroy your life, enjoy your life
Play with your kids and love to your wife

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

Party on the shift
on the graveyard shift
You don't to slave too hard 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 union no
(Graveyard, graveyard)

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