クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Tribe Called Quest
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Composer
Malik Izaak Taylor
Composer
Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Ummah
Producer
David Kennedy
Mixing Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
This is the Lone Ranger
If you're one of the fortunate to purchase this
A Tribe Called Quest, The Love Movement album
You are privileged to witness the first in a series of attempts
To rectify music from its rectalness
Again, this is the Lone Ranger with his first installment
Money Maker
Listen
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Got the motivatin' joints that keep your ass jumpin'
Why when a **** get on, you want somethin'
Yo, I got the poisonous traps for little rats that fiend
In come the bedroom, dream
I kick it at a slow, or at a quick tempo
A lady's disposition won't **** with the mental
I'm built for conflicts with chicks with issues
I can lick the wounds, bring ease when misused
Bringin' all the pain and makin' things shiver
The beat make you bite your nails and **** liver
And we gonna give an encore performance
Haters seem dormant while my presence is enormous
Tarnations, I went Gold
Stressed 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 awning
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 sleepin', hey, stop the yawnin'
Open up the blinds and witness the dawnin'
The new application and I'm the applier
And I'ma set it off like fire
Yeah, yeah, that's where it's at
Make it hot and fat and like Puff (I like that)
Now I got to urge you to all 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're gonna make the party go
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump
[Verse 4]
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 plane, you off to the lost one
Like cayenne pepper, it gets hot, nothing better
For each little dash, it get the whole smash
It's tasty, too, so satisfy your whole palate
Fake ID's are revoked and 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 an island with hot weather
And still, we'll be able to rock and rip crowds
While all the MCs say nothing and talk loud
While all the emcees say nothing and talk loud
If you with the Tribe, chest out and be proud
[Verse 5]
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake it, shake it
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake it, shake it
Shake your money maker
Shake it, shake
Shake your money maker
Shake it, shake it
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake it
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money
Written by: Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad, Kamaal Fareed, Malik Izaak Taylor