Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

A prophet in his early stage, his mother in the 30s
Was married to pops wishin' she carried would 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 askin' for my health
That I become a man and to make a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her got in my blood
Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's

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 shot my way out my mom
I my way out my mom dukes
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 a Ill Will to survive
When I look hard the is killin' my eyes
I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get
Move side to side, hear loud music and
All black babies are born with rhythm, no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

Month two was the least most
My umbilical choking me but month 3 was closer, see
That's when pops took to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last
'em yell, heard my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While they broke up and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all

This they call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't to get out, and grow up and take charge
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured out a date and time, 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 induced

told my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on
gloves touching my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath out
Tears pouring down my pops face so proud
Wantin' to me, but I was so bloody
They me off and he said, "At least that nigga ain't ugly"
Placed me in his arms snuggly, laid me on my

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 this world in