Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I all my niggas to come journey with me
My name is Nas, and the is 1973
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, on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to on a name, that my pops chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, developing
Nine process, infant size

A prophet in his early stage, his in the early 30s
Was married to pops wishin' what she would drop
I'm not worthy to come from a so pure, Ann Jones
Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her and bones
Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my health
That I a man and learn to make a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed with Marijuana my daddy's genes

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

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

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

Month two was the most comfortable
My umbilical cord 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, heard my moms well
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the
I wondered if I am born, will I be at all

This place they call the 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 already out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctors in the front 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 week due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and take breaths too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first screams out
Tears down my pops face he's so proud
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so
washed 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 to overthrow the devil
Y'all about to see this in trouble