Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just an Abyss
Came from the sun, my hands balled in a fist
Punching on my stomach, kicking on her cervix
Twitching I'm nervous, thought my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to take on a name, my pops chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, 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 come from a women so pure, Ann
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 a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed with from my daddy's genes

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

I my way out my mom dukes
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 months pass, I'm still
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 to side, hear loud music and vibe
All black babies are with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food through my mothers tube
I'm covered in thick layer of goo

two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord me but month 3 was closer, see
That's pops took moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the minute
'em yell, heard my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified when we
While they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the
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
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, in the front waitin' for me
open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will start re-training
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the labor

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

Finally, I got to see who me in her body
She love me, and yo I plan to overthrow the
Y'all about to see this world in