State Ov Emerge N See - Kutt Calhoun

Damn is this what Bigge and Pac died and looked for to

A bunch of you niggas swagged out dressin' like whores do

Callin' niggas your hubby rappin' hot bitch like girls do

I just had to kick back and soak all this in for a few

Niggas doing the nae nae and moving their hips like bitches

And the sad thing is, these woman ride along side these niggas

Like they’re twerkin it but they bestie

These hoes must be gettin' desperate

And everybody’s are cool with it like being gay is new sexy

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 niggas 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 shit

I swear to God, in a minute

Next thing these niggas be gettin' butt licks

Believe you me, that this shit keep goin' on, y’all can trust it

And this is what a young nigga supposed to look up to?

I’m disgousted

(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 niggas to the plate

No discretion when I say «this is state of emerge and see»

Let’s be honest, this niggas 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, nigga you’s a straight sucker

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 asshole got banged up

You would think you gonna be under pin

For fifteen years the way you’ve damed up

Let me put this shit in lanes, you’s a boy Damien

Don’t be talkin' about you shoot this

And you killed that, when you ain’t nigga

Soo-woo when you can’t kill a cold with a Z Pack

The only time when you pack’s wearin' clothes spaghetti strapped

Now you get the pictures?

Stupid little nigga

Got that ass on blast, if I can help it

Ain’t nobody gonna listen to a nigga with a vaj

Plus I know a whole lot of a female to got nuts this bigger than you

That’s on my mama, niggas better realize

What Kutty sayin' is the truth

When he be like…

At the end of the day, you can do what the fuck 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 shit man

You got skeletons fallin' out that motherfucker

You’re scared to be yourself

And all I’m sayin' man that shit ain’t gangsta

Black Gold!