Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I want all my niggas to come with me
My name is Nas, and the is 1973
Beginning of me, therefore I see
Through my belly 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 'cause I'm nervous, thought my purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in or vain
But to take on a name, that my pops for me
full of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, size

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

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

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

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

two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical 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 mind in the minute
Watchin' 'em yell, my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so when we fell
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 grow up and take
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 open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon'
See how the goverment start re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the labor

Pops told my moms, "Push and deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my pops out
Everything is blurry, my first screams out
pouring 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 arms snuggly, me on my mother

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