Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just like an
Came behind the sun, my hands balled in a fist
Punching on my moms stomach, on her cervix
'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in or vain
But to take on a name, that my pops 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 pops wishin' what she would drop
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 askin' for my health
That I become a man and learn to make a way for
she was, and her paranoia got in my blood
Mixed with from my daddy's genes

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
Both parents is
I'm not even a
A miscarriage can

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

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

two was the least most comfortable
My cord 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 in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms well
Feared fist fights, so terrified when we
While they up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, 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, 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 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment start re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a over due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath out
Tears down my pops face he's so proud
Wantin' to me, but I was so bloody
washed me off and he said, "At least that 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
Y'all to see this world in trouble