Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

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

A prophet in his stage, his mother in the early 30s
Was married to wishin' what she carried would drop
I'm not worthy to come from a women so pure, Ann
Flesh of her flesh, of her blood, her blood and bones
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
Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's

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

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

Yo, they must wanna keep me, 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got they 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 black babies are with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food through my mothers tube
I'm covered in thick layer of goo

Month two was the most comfortable
My umbilical cord me but month 3 was closer, see
That's when pops took to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his in the last minute
'em yell, heard my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
they broke up furniture and smashed plates 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
Couldn't to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord figured out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctors in the front for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's stop
See how the goverment will start re-training
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the induced

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

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