Kutt Calhoun - State Ov Emerge N See lyrics

[Verse 1] Damn is this what Bigge and Pac died and looked for to A bunch of you n***as swagged out dressin' like who*es do Callin' n***as your hubby rappin' hot b**h like girls do I just had to kick back and soak all this in for a few n***as doing the nae nae and moving their hips like b**hes And the sad thing is, these woman ride along side these n***as Like they're t**n it but they bestie These hoes must be gettin' desperate And everybody's are cool with it like being gay is new s**y What happen to being a man Grabbin' your dick and bobbing your head When your song come on Holdin' up for your drink and holla your set This day, these n***as put one hand and wobble their neck At the same time settin' skinny jeans Wearin' silk all over their chest Wanna look hard with the dreads but these about tough sh** I swear to God, in a minute Next thing these n***as be gettin' bu*t licks Believe you me, that this sh** keep goin' on, y'all can trust it And this is what a young n***a supposed to look up to? I'm disgousted [Hook] (Boy!) Ain't your daddy ever taught not to be In the streets playin' with girls (And this is I gon' get it) Ain't your mama never raised you How to be a proper men in this world (I guess that I gon' get it) This is the state of emerge and see All across the fifty states of emergency Callin' all real n***as to the plate No discretion when I say "this is state of emerge and see" [Verse 2] Let's be honest, this n***as in full blown dresses out broad day public But as soonest they lay their record Claimin' they're straight thuggin' I don't know if it's the illuminati, got 'em out their body Something's in the water Turnin' these brothers in young daughters Strictly have forsake us, n***a you's a straight s**er Doin' anything for that fame, huh? Sold your soul for a chain, huh? Homie that lifestyle have to change up Walkin' different now talkin' different that a**hole got banged up You would think you gonna be under pin For fifteen years the way you've damed up Let me put this sh** in lanes, you's a boy Damien Don't be talkin' about you shoot this And you k**ed that, when you ain't n***a Soo-woo when you can't k** a cold with a Z Pack The only time when you pack's wearin' clothes spaghetti strapped Now you get the pictures? Stupid little n***a Got that a** on blast, if I can help it Ain't nobody gonna listen to a n***a with a vaj Plus I know a whole lot of a female to got nuts this bigger than you That's on my mama, n***as better realize What Kutty sayin' is the truth When he be like... [Hook] [Outro] At the end of the day, you can do what the f** you wanna do And be who you wanna be I won't knock nobody for whatever gender they are I'm talkin' to these people out there That's perpetrating to be hard and gangster But on the other side doin' some different sh** man You got skeletons fallin' out that motherf**er You're scared to be yourself And all I'm sayin' man that sh** ain't gangsta Black Gold!