[Hook 1: Sin of Graveyard Shift] x5

Silence is necessary, don't tell them who you are

[Verse 1: Sin of Graveyard Shift]

Formulate a different tactic, let's sing anthems

No stereotypical categorizing, rising above all make shift realities

Fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of wicked men

They cough as lungs inhale, exhale poisonous gases

Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself in good help

Done played out the wickedest hand man has ever dealt

I felt like dying just the other day cuz Satan was trying

Walking too close by my side

Stay still, please don't move your soul you could lose

No crying, where's my blood?

You'll find out soon enough

Alright I'll ride, in due time we'll get our chance to die

Hold on to my mind

No use for guns or drugs, need mo' love

But yet and still, slugs get fired off constantly

Immorally, destroying my holy oracle

But I just ignore it though

Keep a steady pace just movin slow

Slow, just movin slow

[Hook 2: Sin of Graveyard Shift] x2

Silence, silence, silence, s-silence

[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]

As I sit in my livin room, chillin in my thug mood

I begin to hear noises comin from the other room

So I pause my Nintendo, then I walk over to the window

Is it paranoia from the indo?

Then goes a thump, then another thump

Run and get the pump, 'who goes there?

What the fuck you want?'

Cuz I'm gone off that blunt and I will buck a motha fucka down

You on my grounds

Hope they got enough of the rounds

All of a sudden I heard a crash

My first instinct was to blast, but the Mossberg didn't last

So I had to dash, ran upstairs I was frantic and panicked

But I managed to make it to the top, to my artillery shop

I was runnin, but I could hear the souljah's comin

I don't know they must think I’ve got some money

AK-47 and a MAC-11

Jettin to the bedroom locked myself in, the clip is in

Teach 'em a lesson it ain't healthy to rob

They fit to slip on the job, soon as they twist on the knob

Just like I figured when they twisted it

The AK-47 was hot

I had to drop it but I emptied it

The MAC-11 would hit, I hit the niggas up from head to toe

Had to escape and I was out the window

Here I do, I hit the ground, uhh

Then I looked around, shook the fall

Hopped in the Benz and hauled

Callin my niggas let's get ready for war

I think I killed 'em all but I know that they'll be sendin some more

So when they come back around

I say we show 'em rappin don't mean a thang

And this is a gun, and this is a grave

Rest in peace, you're not feelin me

Truly Mr. Leatherface, I dedicate this

[Hook 2: Sin of Graveyard Shift] x2

Silence, silence, silence, s-silence

[Verse 3: Tombstone of Graveyard Shift]

Fight, movin in the night

Daylight, takin slow paces might outrun the race

Never wanna rely on murda, enter my life

But life's so strange and hectic all backwards and shelled

The killin factor in jail

The streets is hell, you can tell by the smell

Off with his head, oh well

You know they don't give a damn

If that make the weak mind feel the same

It's a shame how they watch you, stalk you

Pinnin every step I make, knowin every breath I take

Makin it easy for the next man to get his hands on a .38

They be buckin on niggas in these last days

But thanks for the fun

Can't stay focused, causin ruckus

The devil done play with the Earth like a puppet

Now we all in fucked shit

That's why silence is necessary don't tell 'em who you are by far

Don't you tell them who you are

[Hook 1: Sin of Graveyard Shift] x9

Silence is necessary, don't tell them who you are