Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I want all my niggas to come with 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, just an Abyss
Came behind the sun, my hands 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 take on a name, that my pops for me
Bloodstream full of indo, developing
Nine month process, size

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

Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's
Both is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
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, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm alive
Guess I got what they a Ill Will to survive
When I look hard the lights is killin' my
I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, to get live
Move side to side, loud music and vibe
All black babies are with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' through my tube
I'm covered in this thick of goo

two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see
That's when pops 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 terrified we fell
While they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the
I wondered if I am born, will I be at all

This place they call the world though my was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm in July
But the Lord already figured out a and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctors in the front for me
Arms 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the will start re-training cops
9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and take breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head out
Everything is blurry, my first screams out
Tears pouring down my pops face 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 held me in her
She me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil
about to see this world in trouble