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rap critic - rap critic reviews: "always on time" by ja rule and ashanti lyrics

hi, i’m the rap critic. let’s talk about ja rule. yeah… remember him?

well, if you do, you, you’ll remember that he was one of the more successful 2pac knock-offs that tried to capatilize off of his likeness in the aftermath of his death, as made obvious by the bald head, red bandana, and perpetual shirtlessness, but whereas 2pac’s musical material, no matter how controversial or disagreeable, at least came across as genuine, intricate, insights of a man trying to sort out his world, ja rule’s music came across as very… watered down, to say the least

first of all, he sang way too much for a hardcore thug, as he kept claiming to be. secondly, he sang way too much for someone who can’t sing. -montage of ja rule singing- and third, he had all of the mannerisms of 2pac with absolutely none of the substance. and fourth, we already had a late 90’s, eastcoast version of 2pac. his name was dmx!

and this is a comparison that must be noted, because not only did dmx arrive on the scene about a year before ja rule, but he also had an energy, griminess, and p-ssion in his rhymes that made ja rule look like a corny knock off. x had diversity in his topics, ranging from hardcore anthems to tracks about multiple personalities to songs detailing his life like “slippin’”. his material was not only more clever and diverse, but also grittier, making you believe every word he viciously growled. that, coupled with the fact that, in 1998, both his first and second albums went number one in the same year, and you can bet your -ss people were trying to imitate the formula. not by trying to achieve the same intensity or ability as dmx, but by taking his exact aesthetic, and watering it down to h-ll

now, ja and dmx were actually cool with each other at first, that is until right around the release of his second album, rule 3:36, which is about the time ja started going from run-of-the-mill gangsta rapper to employing one of the worst trends in hiphop: the “thugs need love too” songs. these were ja rule’s bread and freaking b-tter: songs with females on the chorus singing soulfully about how much they need ja rule and declaring their loving loyalty to him while he, in return, spits rhymes about hardcore s-x and how much of a gangsta and playa he still is, despite his relationship with her. by the end of 2002, there was a never-ending torrent of “i wanna be gangsta for the fellas and lovey-dovey for the ladies” songs that dominated the airwaves for a while, the biggest single of which was “always on time”, which is pretty much the first and last song from him that you really needed to hear when it comes to this topic. everything that’s done right and wrong is on this song, and mostly, it’s done wrong, so let’s check it out

“always there when you call (buckshots, hah), always on time”

right there! that’s exactly what i’m talking about. smooth, r and b singer crooning about love for the girls, but we’ve still gotta be hardcore, so i gotta talk about shooting guns!… despite the fact that that has nothing to do with the mood she’s trying to set. like, in reality, this wouldn’t work

-singing- yeah, boy, you know i love you! tell me what you say to that! -pause- -guns go off- holy sh-t! what the f-ck!

“gave you my…. baby be mine”
what… what did you give him?
“and i gave you my all, now baby be mine”

oh… why was that edited out the first time? did the first take have a… different word there?

“gave you my….” -…you know… “baby be mine”

although, the word she actually says here is “i gave you my all”, but then she says, “now baby, be mine”. and, seeing that the context is, “yeah, i don’t always answer my phone, but when you need me, i’m there, giving you my “all” and since, after giving him her “all”, she still doesn’t know whether or not he wants to be with her, i’m going to forgo any thought that she’s talking about spending quality time together as a loving couple and just -ssuming she’s talking about her… you know…

but, it’s just innocuously worded enough that someone could interpret it in a more innocent context, and that’s a great way that r and b writing works: you can easily deduce a s-xual or emotional context from what they’re saying. however, when the verses are coming from a rapper who’s still trying to be hardcore…

“c’mon and get a piece of this late-night lover
you know, the one that swing d-ck like no other”

goodbye, subtlety…

“i know, i got a lot of things i need to explain
but baby you know the name and love is about pain”

yeah, i know i’ve done very disrespectful things to you in the past, but, hey, you know who i am! i’m a rich rapper! and besides, love is supposed to be about being hurt. that’s why i’m doing things that hurt you! i’m only trying to verify the enduring power of our love!

“so, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints”

yeah, so just sign these papers that will nullify your restraining order and… whha?!

“hold down on the bed while i’m yankin your braids”

i’m sorry, did you mention something about a restraining order a little while ago?

“thug style, you never thought i’d make you smile”

i guess not! she had a freaking restraining order on you! look, i understand that people get into relationship problems, but if it’s come to the point of trying to legally restrict a person from being near you, we’ve tread into some dangerous territory

“while i’m smackin you fast and hittin you all wild”

that line about restraining orders is really ruining the rest of this song

“[with ashanti] but we share somethin so rare,”

yes, most couples don’t have what we have between us, namely a doc-ment stating that we can’t be within 100 feet of each other

“but who cares?”

the court that drafted it?

“baby, i’m not always there when you call, but i’m always on time”

are you still singing this chorus? why do you like this guy? he’s obviously not worth your time!

“girl, get a grip, c’mon, pull it together”

see, even ja rule wants you to get over him! he’s done nothing to ill-strate why he’s not a good person! like he said, get a grip!

it’s only a sunshower, we been through worse weather”

oh wait, was he saying “pull it together” and “get a grip” because he wants her to overlook his shortcomings, because they’ve “been through worse”, as he says? my bad, i guess. i thought he was having a moment of clarity, realizing he was a horrible person and telling her to move on from him. but what a foolish presumption, because most of these songs are about how “girl, you know that i’m a bad boy, and you like the fact that i’m a bad boy, and we’re terrible for each other, but we just can’t stay away from each other, because we love the fact that we’re not supposed to be together -points finger in mouth- and blegh! you know, where wale handled this topic with nuance and gave the proper weight to the subject, ja rule’s songs exploit that angle, and that’s what annoys me. the way this chorus is sung, it treats the topic with no gravity whatsoever, and tries to make the whole thing cute while ja’s lyrics in the verses outline just how stupid it really is

“like the stormy nights you wrote a “dear ja” letter
and took my benz and keyed and cut the leather”

okay, here’s an instance where she did something pretty cr-ppy to him, but i’m fairly sure that she did this in response to something he did

“b-tch, you know better, we live m-o-b
money over b-tches”

you know, like casually referring to her as a b-tch, or living by the phrase “m.o.b.”, which means that he values money and material items over b-tches, a derogatory term that he just called her, as in “why did you cut up my car? don’t you remember? i value material items more than i value you! see, this is why things aren’t working out! you don’t understand me!”

“i got two or three hoes for every v”

or, you could look at the fact that he sees no shame in telling you that he has other girls

“and i keep ’em drugged up off that ecstasy”

and he keeps them high off of drugs to incapacitate them… like a pimp or… wait, is this song about a pimp and his relationship with a prost-tute? yeah, dude, i think it is! i mean, listen to that chorus again!

“i’m not always there when you call, but i’m always on time”

that’s something a prost-tute would say to her pimp, “yeah daddy, i may not always answer my phone, but i’m always on time with my money!” dear god, why didn’t i see it before!

“believe me, this pimp game is very religious”

seriously, why didn’t i notice this? this is basically a song about how a pimp makes a girl feel special so that she’ll sell her body for him, and ashanti is the chick who’s going for it! i mean, if that isn’t what this song is about, and ja rule writing a love song can be this easily misconstrued as a pimp-ho relationship, well, i guess that just shows how terrible he is at it

“i play hard, there’s so many women i fathered”

wait, “fathering” someone means that you’ve been a father to a person. so, you’re bragging about the fact that you have a lot of daughters? i mean, contextually, this should be another line about how many women you’ve had s-x with, but if you’re saying you “fathered” them, that verb specifically means to be a father to someone, so… unless raising multiple daughters was a thing that rappers bragged about in the early 2000’s, this line is very wrongly worded

“oh i’m, feelin like ya livin a, double life
cause you don’t be comin home, sometimes”

hold on, so now, ja rule is the one concerned about her faithfulness? you just told us that you have two hoes for every car you own. as far as we know, you’re the only one who’s had s-x with anyone else, so excuse me if i don’t show sympathy to your speculations that probably arise from the fact that you’re afraid your girlfriend might have the exact same morality code as you!

and you could say that this is a l-st song, that’s it’s not meant to be taken as a song about intimate relationships as much as s-xual attraction, but then what’s the excuse for cutesy lines like this:

“but we share something so rare
but who cares, you care”

dude, i know what this really is. this isn’t a morally elusive song for the purpose of telling us a real story about two people struggling between l-st and genuine attraction, this is a morally elusive song for the purpose of fooling girls into thinking he has a softer side to make them believe he’ll treat them special, all the while flagging the “but i’m a complicated thug” card that’s supposed to make it okay for him to have s-x with other women because he “just doesn’t want to be committed yet”!

it’s obvious, it’s manipulative, and it’s a perfect example of why i don’t like these songs when they’re done this way. and that’s not to say that i don’t like rap love songs in general, or that hardcore rappers shouldn’t make love songs. it can be done right. look at the quintessential “thugs need love too” song, “all i need” by method man

“back when i was nothing you made a brother feel like he was somethin
that’s why i’m with you to this day boo no frontin
even when the skies were gray you would rub me on my back and say “baby it’ll be okay””

this is a great example of a rap love song that doesn’t come across as either corny or pandering

“i’m realizing that you didn’t have to f-ck wit me
but you did, now i’m going all out kid and i got mad love to give,”

sure, to some people, this may not sound super romantic and sweet, but this brand of hiphop isn’t about that: it’s raw, it’s reality, and it sounds authentic, and it doesn’t need to be sugar-coated, which is what they did for “always on time”, to cover up the fact that it’s not about love, it’s about manipulating women into thinking that ja rule gives a cr-p about you, and it barely bothers to hide it. sorry, but i just hate the mood of this song. ashanti here is desperately trying to get her to love him, begging him to be hers, and the only thing he does is talk about how awesome he is. it’s annoyingly lop-sided in regards to who’s giving them self to the other. i’d give this song a 1 out of 5, because, you know, ashanti was an okay singer

i’m the rap critic. you don’t have to like my opinion, but i don’t have to like your song!

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