Particular
(Intro)
Yeah
Tabz
Lets go

Ok I’m back and I’m busy yeah, tell me who’s the master of rap in city yeah
If it isn’t me, there is massive Hysteria
And some Deliria, Rappers inferior
Schooling competition, every track a curricula

Rappers getting dry can you pass them the Nivea
I just wanna fly from Milan to Bolivia
Scan a peninsula, hang in Nigeria
And try to see the Sands in Namibia

Shout out to the gang and familia
Keep the memes dank like Indica
I know who you are but your act doesn’t match your interior
When you hear “the best” you should always think of Tabz in particular

Imma start a rapping militia, Tabz the commissioner
Rappers I’m killing em, had to get rid of em
Niggas wanted bars, and they know that nigga
Tabz can deliver them, That’s what I’m giving em
I just put in everything, max never minimum
Tabz is a bit of a, snack in particular
Damn it’s ridiculous, Man is meticulous
Down to every bar, every track, every thought

Every rap, this is language and literature
Niggas wanna bother me
I remember how you niggas tried to be the boss of me
I could see it in the way you niggas love talk to me

Scrap the apologies, that you would offer me
I look in the past, don’t know why I gave a damn
What you wack niggas thought of me, all I ever asked for is honesty
But everybody hides behind a mask, you would think that it was Halloween

I don’t think it’s hard to see, Niggas couldn’t body me
If they taking shots at me, I’m out for blood like Marceline
I’ll have these rappers dodging me, this rap shit is a part of me
I have It in my arteries

Rap means a lot to me, I would always dream of the tracks and discographies
That would belong to me, along with the cash like the lottery
Massive in quantity, rack that could possibly
Crash the economy

Married to the game, yeah I practice monogamy
Shout out to my friends, for the laughs and camaraderie
I need to invest to establish monopolies
Talking so much bread I need jam and some margarine
Pass me a butter knife
Have me another slice, Can’t seem to wonder why
Niggas wanna brawl but they can’t even qualify
Always been myself, yeah I can’t be another guy

Make the money talk, Yeah the cash is personified
I say shout out Dips, ‘til his channel is monetized
That is the bottom line, funny how rappers are my sons
But I’m just trying to treat somebody’s daughter right

I guess I was always meant to be the father type
I was always meant to be in paradise
You ain’t what you seem
Niggas say they getting green but they be getting zero Gs like Satellites

They be getting jack like samurai
I guess that’s the act they stand beside
Way I’m taking shots, you would’ve thought that I’m the camera guy
Don’t want me taking shots at you, I know you rappers camera shy

Lately I’ve been on the move, top is where I rendezvous
I don’t have the option of another route
I just wanna love myself, Lotta things I wanna do
Pockets, with a lot of loot
I just want the Ws
I can never settle being number 2
I just always felt I had a lot to prove
I guess that the reason I be dropping flames
That’s’ just how I operate, other rappers can’t relate

Tabz
Yeah
Ron James
Yeah