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 nigga 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 fuck 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 shiver
 The beat make you bite your nails and shit 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 nigga 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