*all vocals by 
The Lone Ranger (Q-Tip)* 
This is the 
Lone Ranger 
If you're one of the fortuante to purchase this 
A Tribe Called 
Quest, The 
Love Movement album 
You are privliged to witness the first in a series of attempts 
To rectify music from it's rectulness 
Again, this is the 
Lone Ranger with his first installment 
Money Maker 
Listen Colder in the winter 
And hotter in the summer 
Get on up 
Get on up 
Live your life right when you be corrupt 
Volcano about to erupt 
Get it up, 
Get it up, 
Get it up 
Got the motivating joints that keep your ass jumping 
Why when a ***** get on, you want something 
Yo I got the posinious traps for little rats that fiend 
In come the bedroom dream 
Kick it at a slow or at a quick tempo 
A ladies' disposition won't ***** with the mental 
I'm built for conflicts with chicks with issues 
I can lick the wounds bring ease with miss yous 
Bringin' all the pain and makin' things *******ver 
The beat make you bite your nails and *******t your liver 
And we gonna give a encore performance 
Haters seem doormant while my presence is enormous 
Tarnations, 
I went gold 
Streesed out with 
Faith but told cats to get a hold 
Who is the ***** who's mic is stronger 
Rock for an hour and he might rock longer 
Kid you're perplexed, seems 
I better get to gongin' 
The clean up man, hang you up like on and 
Don't step in the arena, that's a stern warning 
I'm the pops, 
I raise the sun like morning 
Seems you're still sleeping, hey, stop the yawning 
Open up the blinds and witness the dawning 
The new application and 
I'm the applier 
And I'm a set it off like fire 
Yeah yeah, that's where it's at 
Make it hot and phat and like 
Puff (I like that) 
Now I got to urge you on to move ahead 
Don't dread, 'cause 
I keep the stock in the shed 
And if you need a boost, then 
I got the jump 
Because we prone to make the party go bump bump bump bump bump bump bump 
Where you is, if you the baby daddy then uplift the kids 
Get back and plan, don't be on front flossin' 
Incognito, you heard the name quite often 
You dressed in black and been issued a coffin 
I thrive on this plain, you off to the lost one 
Like cayon pepper, it gets hot to the better >
From each little dash it get the whole smash 
It's tasty too, so satisfy your whole pallid 
Fake ID's are revoked, they're invalid 
Infractin' bodies out on the dance floor 
Is what I wanna see, not less but much more 
The lyrics just spewed, he got good reviews 
The kid made the news, how he left no clues 
On how he just murderlized the whole damn jam 
He just got results that's smiles and waved hands 
The mission could never be accomplished, however 
Until we bounce to a autumn where hot weather 
And still we'll be able to rock and rip crowds 
While other emcees say nuthin' and talk loud 
While other emcees say nuthin' and talk loud 
If you with the 
Tribe, chest out and be proud 
Shake your money maker 
Shake your money maker 
Shake your money maker 
Shake it, shake it