Underneath the silver moon, the moment never comes too soon Waiting on a stranger's glance, he never even has a chance 'Cause somewhere in the darkest
[Chorus:] It Dont Make Sense, If It Dont Make That Money, It Dont It Dont Make Sense If It Dont Make That Money, Imma Take That Money, Imma Take That,
He's the droplets He's that droplet on my truth [unverified] He's the spangle He is that spangle maker Oh, for that's Awful that worked it shattering
Don't feel so low There's hope you know There's always something here for you It makes me feel strange To see you again I feel happy when I see your
she swore out the lights when she said that she was only in it for the rain she made of her bed a naive nativity just in case it became - just in case
I'm the Microphone master Super Rhyme Maker Come On Yeah Sup Sup Sup Alright cut it Sup Sup Sup Super Rhyme Maker Come On Yeah Sup Sup Sup Sup Super Rhyme Rhyme Rhyme Rhyme Rhyme Maker
upon block. They all come here lookin for their dream boys. Heh. Who makes those dreams? Me. That's what I do. That's my job. A dream maker. Boy bands
Do you remember, floating melodies Shattered walls... Proud and sane are the ones who face... Eyes of the maker, call on me Hands of the faker, handling
Oh oh oh oh oh oh You don't have to go Oh oh oh oh oh You don't have to go Oh oh oh oh oh Baby please don't go Ay ay ay ay ay ay All those tears I cry
my work is over and done I get to being a lonely one Need someone to take the wheels at night Someone to navigate till light comes But most of all I need A maker
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
broken wings I have seen the flaming swords There over East of Eden Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker
Rocking on the ocean Sucking up the sea Every bird flies over me We have hips and makers We have a good time I married a boxer to keep me from fighting
He was a great balloon maker The balloons were never known for speed There's no way that you'll get sweet You asked me to waste some time Come out to
All steady up in the club, just swagging doing my thang Popping bottles with models and just watching them drank Partying so hard, the ladies don't want
like a flight to the promised land The Maker said "Take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her don't be a heart breaker" The Maker
Gonna meet my maker, gonna shake his hand Gonna meet my maker, gonna shade his hand Gonna meet my maker, I'm at the undertaker Gonna meet my maker, in
death are Reaching from the grave So meet thy maker! The one in black Meet thy maker! There's no turning back Meet thy maker! It's your time Meet thy maker