Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I in a womb, just like an Abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands balled in a
on my moms 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, that my pops for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
month 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 blood and
prayers, she askin' for my good health
That I become a man and to make a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her got in my blood
with Marijuana from my daddy's genes

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

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

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

Month two was the least 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 changed his in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms voice
fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While they broke up furniture and plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, will I be at all

This place they call the world though my view was so
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured out a and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctors in the front for me
Arms open they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will re-training cops
9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and take breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold 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 me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least 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
Y'all about to see world in trouble