Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I want all my niggas to journey with me
My name is Nas, and the year is
Beginning of me, therefore I see
Through my button window, who I am

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

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

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

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

Yo, they must keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
I got what they call a Ill Will to survive
When I look hard the is killin' my eyes
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 through my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

Month two was the most comfortable
My umbilical cord me but month 3 was closer, see
when pops took moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he his mind in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms voice
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While they broke up 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 was so large
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured out a and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, in the front waitin' for me
Arms 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will start cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the labor

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

Finally, I got to see who held me in her
She love me, and yo I plan to overthrow the
Y'all about to see this in trouble