Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just an Abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands in a fist
Punching on my stomach, kicking on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, my intended purpose
Was to be to reign, not in scorn or vain
But to take on a name, that my pops for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, infant

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

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
parents is scrappin'
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, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm alive
Guess I got they call a Ill Will to survive
When I hard the lights is killin' my eyes
I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, to get live
Move to side, hear loud music and vibe
All black babies are with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food through my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

Month two was the least comfortable
My cord choking me but month 3 was closer, see
That's when pops moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the
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 Lord already figured out a date and time, 14th, '73
Get ready world, in the front waitin' for me
Arms 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a over due, the labor induced

Pops my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on
Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath out
Tears pouring down my face he's so proud
to hold 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, me on my mother

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