Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just an Abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands 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 pops what she carried would drop
I'm not worthy to from a women so pure, Ann Jones
Flesh of her flesh, 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
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed with Marijuana my daddy's genes

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
parents is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
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 me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got what they call a Ill to survive
When I look hard the is killin' my eyes
I know when moms is down, I get bored, start to get live
Move to side, hear loud music and vibe
All babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' through my mothers
I'm covered in this thick of goo

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

This they call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and take
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in
But the already 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
Month 9, I'm a over due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and deep breaths too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical touching my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath 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"
Placed me in his snuggly, laid me on my mother

Finally, I got to see who held me in her
She love me, and yo I plan to the devil
about to see this world in trouble