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Wonderful 
Ja Rule feat. R.Kelly & Ashanti
Tom: Bm
Intro: Bm ~~
 
Em            F#m  Bm    
  hou hou hou hou hou
        Em           
o-o-o-o-oh   o-o-o-o-oh
        Bm  
o-o-o-o-oh   o-o-o-o-oh
 
[chorus]
[R KELLY (ASHANTI)]
Em                               
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels 
                F#m     Bm                
And all these things I got , I wonder, hey
Bm        -F#m   Em  
Would you still want me (Want you)
                    Em                
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
F#m     Bm 
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
 ( Em  F#m–Hm    Bm  F#m-Em  )        
 
[JA RULE]
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough
Pimpin ain't easy
Trust me I know 
When gangstas and hos 
Go go go go go go together
Lke chinchilla and bad weather
I'm good but been better
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
Cuz this is how i'm livin and yall women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
How to prey on my weakness
Cuz I want the p-u-s-s-y
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it ain't just i
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life
If it wasn't for the money and the things I got
Shit, she probably wouldn't like me
But I keep her and irv and jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin
Who doesn't like me
And the murderous I-n-c
[Chorus]
[R KELLY]
How many girls does it take to get to
Mack status
Player status
Pimps that get 
Ya boy half rich fore we hit show biz
But show biz brought next level chicks
Pull them in them hot cars go and buy the whole bar nigga
I came from the dirt what you want me to say
Im at the top of the world and lifes a pussy buffet
And that's why I get m-i-a
Shut the game down so the bustas cant play
Hell yeah I splurge money
Hell yeah I act funny
Look at you like fuck you
All the shit I been thru
It's a wonder why im still here
Said I was gone but im still here
And all you bitches that left me here
Its mighty strange how you right back here
[Chorus]
[JA RULE]
I wonder why love is about money
And why wou wanna take it all from me
Honey
My life is dark but its lovely
Crimes cars cribs aint that right kelly?
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Yall bitches don't know
Money aint a thang
Mami need a lil change
Girl im pitchin quarters
Closest to the arches but live in a fortress
New benzes new porsches
New cases new lawyers 
im becoming the infamous notorious rule
Niggaz couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Niggaz don't possess the heart that I do
And it's a wonder that im still here
Thought I was gone but im still here
And all you bitches that left me here
Its kinda funny how you right back there
[chorus]
[R KELLY]
Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh
Oh oh oh oh
[repeat till fade]
Reign
Tom: A
n/c
Yea [echoes]
I feel the rain comin down on me nigga, heh [echoes]
When the sun gon' shine? [echoes]
My lord, somebody help us all, heheh [echoes]
[singer: repeat in background]
 
A~~~              G#m- Cm~~~~
 I think the rain is  comin back
A~~~              G#m- Cm~~~~
 I think the reign is comin murder
A~~~              G#m- Cm~~~~
 I think the rain is comin back
A~~~              G#m- Cm~~~~
 I think the reign is comin murder
A~~~              G#m  Cm~~~~   (durch den ganzen Song)
[Ja Rule over singer]
Ja Rule baby!
Last Temptation, time to kill these niggaz
Dear Lord, can you, feel my pain
[Ja Rule]
If you can't it's alright, cause I'ma live my life anyway
Just let, it, rain - on me
I feel, so free like a, cool breeze
And when the sun, gon', shine
Fold up the mini-blinds, load up the lucky 9
And hit 'em up from behind
That's, my, life - and it'll never be the same
Ever again, the game is to blame
Don't get caught up in your Range Rover, pullin over
On the Westside highway shoulder, nigga I'll blow ya
like a windshield, leave yo' mind on the windshield
And have yo' whip doin windmills, that's what rain feels
like, when it's hittin a little harder than drizzle
And pickles flyin out pistols, gotta niggaz cryin they Christians and
I can't believe shit has come to this
It's unheard of, now it's gonna reign down murder
[Chorus: singer]
I think the rain is comin back
I think the reign is comin murder
I think the rain is comin back
I think the reign is comin murder
[Ja Rule]
God only breathes with the best of them, bury the rest of them
A storm is comin, I got a hundred mile runnin head start
on these niggaz cause it's murder for life
Drugs, bitches, and money be my only vice
But I'm livin life in the fast lane, doin the damn thang
In the Ferrari hard top watchin "Hard Rain"
It's a damn shame, no more games
No more love, baby boy I throw back slugs
through your Green Bay throwback, I hits that up
And let you know where the reign is from
You ever heard of mixin whiskey with Jamaican rum? You get Biggie
Mix gin with a little cocaine, you got me
And my style is a little too savage to not be
Be looked upon as one of the illest to MC
Y'all niggaz want it with me? That shit's unheard of
Cause niggaz, now it's gonna reign down murder
[Chorus]
Nobody loves me
[Ja Rule]
Sometimes I wish the good Lord would come down and hug me
I take a look at my life, it's gettin ugly
And now I know that you all wanna slug me
I can get above it, it's my life and I dug it
Even though I live it close to the edge
I'm gettin closer to death, with eve-rrry little step
that I take, in the awake of my last days
I hope the sun shines with a light rain
That would mean the world shared my pain
And now the world could be happy again, smile
Cause if I ever walk "The Green Mile"
You can look at me and blame it on my lifestyle
What can I say? I was raised as an only child, lonely
Poppa didn't show me, so the streets raised me
To call me crazy is not unheard of
Now it's gonna reign down murder
[Chorus - repeat to fade]
Always On Time
Ja Rule feat. Ashanti
Tom: D#

 

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D#~F~D# D#~F~D#~G#~Bb~G#~C~G# G#  

 

D# D#~F~D# D#~F~D#~G#~Bb~G#~C~G#  :||
D#~F~       D#            D#   ~F ~D#      G# 
   Always there when you call,  always on time
~Bb   G#    Bb~ C~Bb    D#                     (usw.)    
Gave you my....baby be mine


Always there when you call, always on time 
Gave you my....baby 
[Chorus - Ashanti] 
Baby, I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time 
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine 
I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time 
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine 
[Ja Rule] 
C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover 
You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit) 
I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain 
But baby you know the name and love is about pain 
So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints 
Our sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint 
'Cause I can't wait no more 
'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein me 
I got the Bentley valeted 
And I'm just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades 
And I love to see that ass in boots and shades 
Hold down on the bed while I'm yankin your braids 
Thug style, you never thought I'd make you smile 
While I'm smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild 
[With Ashanti] But we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care 
[Chorus] 
Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together 
It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather 
Like the stormy nights you wrote a "Dear Ja" letter 
And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather 
Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B 
Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C 
I got two or three hoes for every V 
And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy 
I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee 
Name a nigga in the league got more game than me 
I play hard, there's so many women I fathered 
Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered 
Truth or dare, this life ain't apparantly fair 
And a love with no glare is a crystal stare 
But we share [with Ashanti] somethin so rare, but who cares, you care 
[Chorus] 
Oh I'm, feelin like ya livin a, double life 
'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes 
Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time 
You and I, got a special bond together 
We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather 
And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy 
Then I'm gone 
Baby don't really want me to get up and leave off that easy 
She'll be wakin up wet for sheezy 
Remind these bitches to mind they business 
Believe me, this pimp game is very religious 
And I'm built like the Don Bishop 
Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness 
The life we share is a thug affair 
[With Ashanti] But who cares, you care 
[Chorus] 
[Ashanti] 
Always there when you call, always on time 
Gave you my....baby be mine 
Always there when you call, always on time 
Gave you my....baby be mine 
[Radio Announcer] 
Here at W-I-Z we play nothing but the hits, nothing but the hits 
Nothing but the muthafuckin hits

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