Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

Yeah, I all my niggas to come journey with me
My is Nas, and the year is 1973
Beginning of me, I could 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
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in or vain
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, size

A prophet in his early stage, his mother in the 30s
Was married to wishin' what 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
prayers, she askin' for my good health
That I become a man and learn to make a way for
Nervous she was, and her got in my blood
Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
Both parents is
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 shot my way out my mom

Yo, they must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm alive
Guess I got what they a Ill Will to survive
I look hard the lights is killin' my eyes
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 born with rhythm, no lie
Solar energize, food flowin' through my mothers tube
I'm in this thick layer of goo

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

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

Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on
Surgical touching my scalp, my head pops out
is blurry, my first breath screams out
Tears pouring down my face he's so proud
to hold me, but I was so bloody
They me off and he said, "At least 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 love me, and yo I plan to the devil
Y'all to see this world in trouble