Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyard Shift

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, yeah, uh
My name is Joseph Foreman, they me, 'Fro
('Cuz)
I worked at the neighborhood grocery
We actin' crazy like a of kids
Playin' frisbee with the can lids

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

DJ playin' that mix
(Mix)
Dance contest on isle six
(Six)
Bumpin' that old 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 can't beat it
If you get hungry, grab and eat it
(Ha,ha)

Drinkin' in the back with my girl
(Yeah)
The beer's on the house the corporate world
Act like a fool 'til the break of
Yellin' words on the intercom

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

Party on the graveyard
(Yeah, everyday)
Party on the shift
(Alright, yeah)
(You have to slave, oh yeah)
You have to slave too hard on the graveyard
(Break it down, fellas)
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

I never work on daytime
(Daytime)
Graveyard shift is my 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 drive to work without a jam
on the graveyard is like my brother
Always lookin' out for other

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

'Cause the 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 thief but I got the up
For the barbecue you wanna cook up
And if you need somebody to get drunk
Call the homeboys from the 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
'Cuz tap on the or something, ha, ha)
You don't have to too hard on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

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

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

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

Party on the 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 union no
(Graveyard, graveyard)

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