The Time Is Now Chords by Wwe, John Cena & Tha Trademarc

Tempo:
115.75 bpm
Chords used:

Gm

F

Eb

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Time Is Now chords
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[F] [Eb]
[D] [Gm] [F]
[Eb] [D] [Gm] SSSHHHTRAPANO!
Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise world's shining now
You can't see me, my time is now
The cases forgot or fell off
I'm still hot, knock your shell off
My money stacked fat plus I can't turn the swell off
The franchise doing big business
I live this, it's automatic
I win this how you hear those horns
You finished, a soldier
And I stay under you, fighting
Plus I'm stormin' on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning
Ain't no way you breakin' me, kid
I'm harder than nails, plus I keep it on lock
Like I'm part of the jail, I'm slaughterin' stale
For competition, I got the whole block wishin'
They could blow up my division, but they gone fishin'
With no bait, kid, you boy hold weight
I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather, I'm never better
Your boy so hot, you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater
If they hate, let them hate, [F] I drop your whole clan
[Eb] Lay your ass down for [D] the three-second [Gm] tan
Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise, we're in shining now
You can't see me, my time is now
Uh, it's gon' be what it's gon' be
Five pounds of courage, buddy
Base, ten pants with a gold tee
Uh, it's a war dance and victory step
A boss stance is a gift, and you insist it's my rep
You all seen the trademark, y'all are so sold
Talkin' bout the bread you make, I don't know the recipe for dough, though
Aimin' guns in all your photos, that's a no-no
You mis-pop, you lip-lock, your big talks are blatant, no-so
See what happens when the ice age melt
You see, monetary status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny, if any
The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me
A man's measured by the way that he thinks
[Eb] Not clothing lines, ice links, [D] leather and minks
I [Gm] spent twenty-plus years [F] seeking knowledge itself
[Gm] So for now, Mark Peck is living life for wealth
Key:  
Gm
123111113
F
134211111
Eb
12341116
D
1321
Gm
123111113
F
134211111
Eb
12341116
D
1321
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To start learning Wwe, John Cena & Tha Trademarc - The Time Is Now chords, delve into these chords sequence to get the song's feel: D, Gm, F, Eb, F, G and Gm. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 42 BPM before aiming for the song's 84 BPM. Configure the capo to your vocal range and chord preference, remembering the key of Eb Major.

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_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ SSSHHHTRAPANO!
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise world's shining now
You can't see me, my time is now
The cases forgot or fell off
I'm still hot, knock your shell off
My money stacked fat plus I can't turn the swell off
The franchise doing big business
I live this, it's automatic
I win this how you hear those horns
You finished, a soldier
And I stay under you, fighting
Plus I'm stormin' on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning
Ain't no way you breakin' me, kid
I'm harder than nails, plus I keep it on lock
Like I'm part of the jail, I'm slaughterin' stale
For competition, I got the whole block wishin'
They could blow up my division, but they gone fishin'
With no bait, kid, you boy hold weight
I got my soul straight, I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather, I'm never better
Your boy so hot, you'll never catch me in the next man's sweater
If they hate, let them hate, [F] I drop your whole clan
[Eb] Lay your ass down for [D] the three-second [Gm] tan
Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise, we're in shining now
You can't see me, my time is now
Uh, it's gon' be what it's gon' be
Five pounds of courage, buddy
Base, ten pants with a gold tee
Uh, it's a war dance and victory step
A boss stance is a gift, and you insist it's my rep
You all seen the trademark, y'all are so sold
Talkin' bout the bread you make, I don't know the recipe for dough, though
Aimin' guns in all your photos, that's a no-no
You mis-pop, you lip-lock, your big talks are blatant, no-so
See what happens when the ice age melt
You see, monetary status is not what matters, but it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny, if any
The same reason y'all could love me is the same reason y'all condemn me
A man's measured by the way that he thinks
[Eb] Not clothing lines, ice links, [D] leather and minks
I [Gm] spent twenty-plus years [F] seeking knowledge itself
[Gm] So for now, Mark Peck is living life for wealth
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