Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, like an Abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands balled in a
Punching on my moms stomach, kicking on her
'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, eyes
month process, infant size

A prophet in his early stage, his mother in the 30s
Was married to pops wishin' what she carried drop
I'm not worthy to come from a women so pure, Ann
Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and
Hearin' prayers, she 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 Marijuana from my daddy's genes

screams I'm hearin', it's crazy
Both is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
A can happen

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

Month two was the 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 his mind in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified when we
While they broke up and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all

This place call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and charge
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the already figured out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, in the front waitin' for me
Arms open 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 breaths too
calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops 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 that nigga ugly"
me in his arms snuggly, laid me on my mother

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