Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

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

A prophet in his early stage, his in the early 30s
Was married to pops wishin' what she carried would
I'm not worthy to from a women so pure, Ann Jones
of her flesh, blood 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 got in my blood
Mixed Marijuana from my daddy's genes

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

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

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

Month two was the least most
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 changed his in the last minute
'em yell, heard my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so when we fell
While they broke up furniture and plates on the wall
I if I am born, will I be safe at all

place they call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and up and take charge
Month 5, 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured out a date and time, 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 cops
Month 9, I'm a over due, the labor induced

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