Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I want all my to come journey with me
My is Nas, and the year is 1973
of me, therefore I could see
Through my belly window, who I am

I existed in a womb, just like an
Came from behind the sun, my balled in a fist
on my moms stomach, kicking on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, my intended purpose
Was to be to reign, not in scorn or vain
But to on a name, that my pops chose for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, infant

A in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s
Was married to pops what she carried would drop
I'm not worthy to come from a women so pure, Ann
Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and
Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my good
That I become a man and learn to make a way for
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
with Marijuana from my daddy's genes

Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's
Both parents is
I'm not a baby
A can happen

I my way out my mom dukes
I my way out my mom dukes
I my way out my mom dukes
I my way out my mom dukes

Yo, they must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still
Guess I got what they call a Ill Will to
When I look hard the lights is killin' my
I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get
Move side to side, loud music and vibe
All black babies are born with rhythm, no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

Month two was the most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see
That's when pops took to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms voice
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While they up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
I if I am born, will I be safe at all

This place they call the world though my view was so
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm in July
But the Lord already figured out a date and time, 14th, '73
Get ready world, in the front waitin' for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon'
See how the goverment will start re-training
Month 9, I'm a week due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my breath screams out
Tears pouring down my pops he's so proud
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so
They washed me off and he said, "At that nigga ain't ugly"
me in his arms snuggly, laid me on my mother

Finally, I got to see who me in her body
She me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil
Y'all to see this world in trouble