Graveyard Shift

[Intro: Killa C]
Killa C! Isolated Beingz! Graveyard Shift!

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
In the graveyard shift they out flippin' them bricks
In the graveyard shift crack pipes get lit
In the graveyard shift get your fuckin' wig split
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
I'm in the graveyard shift and we runnin' amok
This is Murderland, bitch, and we ain't givin' a fuck
I put your ass in a Camel Clutch while I smoke a Dutch
I got my shovel, motherfucker, yeah, I'm too much
Stay covered in blood up on that late night tip
Stay away from the police, they might trip
Blood might drip when you listen to my music
King Ruthless, ain't no fuckin' with the bullshit
Choose it, what side do you want to be on?
Which tombstone do I want to take a pee on?
We on drugs and we on alcohol
Mix 'em both together and you know I'm down to break the law
We don't give a fuck, we just late night creepin'
Shit gets deep when I know where you be sleepin'
Keep your doors locked, stay close to the light switch
I'm living proof that freaks only come out at night, bitch

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
In the graveyard shift they out flippin' them bricks
In the graveyard shift get your ass checked quick
In the graveyard shift get your fuckin' wig split
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch
In the graveyard shift they out diggin' a ditch
In the graveyard shift crack pipes get lit
In the graveyard shift somebody's cuttin' their wrists
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch

[Verse 2: 2-Face]
In the midst of darkness the dead put in work
The vampires thirst and zombies claw out the dirt
Drive by motherfucker! Bullet holes in your shirt
Suicide motherfucker! Let the blood squirt
Lurking through the graveyard, it's The Isolated Beingz
Diggin' up dead bodies like my name was Ed Gein
Back to the crypt and it's another horror scene
Skulls hung from strings and all sorts of rotten things
I'm your Boogeyman with some blood on my hands
I don't give a damn, dumpin' bodies all over Murderland
Fuck the police, try and catch me if you can
I'm only out at night, so I never get a tan
In the graveyard shift I'm smokin' a blunt
In the graveyard shift I'm fuckin' a cunt
And I strangled that bitch 'cause I was told by a demon
I'm the main reason that you wake up screamin'

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
In the graveyard shift they out flippin' them bricks
In the graveyard shift get your ass checked quick
In the graveyard shift get your fuckin' wig split
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch
In the graveyard shift they out diggin' a ditch
In the graveyard shift crack pipes get lit
In the graveyard shift somebody's cuttin' their wrists
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch

[Verse 3: Killa C]
I climb out the dirt, crack pipe in hand
Killa C isolated in the Murderland
I'm out for the night, it's a fight to get right
These beings might just die in my sight
I might be the one that's coming to rob ya
Always be the one that's here to haunt ya
Yeah, that was me when I murdered your neighbor
And I'm the pain bitches feel in labor
Blood on my knife in the graveyard shift
You can lay with your wife in the graveyard shift
I'm workin' on a 30 pack, burnin' a spliff
You can hide 'em in the hole or sink 'em in a ditch
Never did I ever stop to think
That blood would leave DNA in the sink
I think something's wrong with the way that I'm livin'
Ruthless Rob and 2-Face gon' break me out of prison

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
In the graveyard shift they out flippin' them bricks
In the graveyard shift get your ass checked quick
In the graveyard shift get your fuckin' wig split
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch
In the graveyard shift they out diggin' a ditch
In the graveyard shift crack pipes get lit
In the graveyard shift somebody's cuttin' their wrists
Graveyard shift, don't stop to talk, bitch

[Outro: 2-Face]
Come come, we be creepin' up in the graveyard shift
The Isolated Beingz gonna bring that wicked shit
Come come, we be creepin' up in the graveyard shift (Ooh)
The Isolated Beingz and the Wicked Sindicate
Come come, we be creepin' up in the graveyard shift
The Isolated Beingz gonna bring that wicked shit
Come come, we be creepin' up in the graveyard shift (Ooh)
The Isolated Beingz and the Wicked Sindicate