Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I want all my niggas to come journey me
My name is Nas, and the is 1973
Beginning of me, therefore I see
my belly button window, who I am

I existed in a womb, like an Abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands in a fist
on my moms stomach, kicking on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended
Was to be born to reign, not in or vain
But to take on a name, my pops chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, developing
Nine process, infant size

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

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

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

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

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

This place they call the world my view was so large
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in
But the Lord already out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get world, doctors in the front waitin' for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will start cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the induced

told my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head out
Everything is blurry, my breath screams out
Tears pouring down my pops face he's so
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 about to see this in trouble