i dont usually battle noobs but ones about to get clapped
hadnt seen him till i peeped his 50 thousand posts on bitch slapped

you pretty confident for someone that flows as herb as you
but if youre so damn good then how come i aint heard of you

you know dudes a 'i live in my moms basement' rapper
ill leave this string twisted up worse then a jacobs ladder

always talkin bout guns...all he can do is basic rappin
aint got no heat but his boy the smiley face is packin

youre all gangster in ya rhymes but you shouldnt try and bring that out
cause on the real i bet a cat could prolly bat this string around

so warning...string is in the building...hes hazardous to real
herb you put me to sleep so ima call you chamomile

your wacker then hell..and yo im talkin the place
cause id prolly get set on fire 'fore i copped this kids tape

this cat just talks about him...his gun his chain his blouse his town
take that shit to open mic...its like three houses down

your in a battle now so get ya head down in the game
you couldnt even find a personal that clowned on my name

much as you try to hide it you still come across a yungun fam
everyone knows strings dont shoot...you aint no rubber band

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