Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

A prophet in his early stage, his mother in the 30s
Was to pops wishin' what 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 and bones
Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my good
That I become a man and learn to make a way for
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed Marijuana from my daddy's genes

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

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 me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got what they call a Ill to survive
When I look the lights is killin' my eyes
I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, to get live
side to side, hear loud music and vibe
All babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' through my mothers
I'm in this thick layer of goo

Month two was the most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see
That's when pops moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he his mind 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 the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and charge
Month 5, 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the already figured out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, in the front waitin' for me
open '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 week over due, the induced

Pops my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on
Surgical touching my scalp, my head pops out
is blurry, my first breath screams out
Tears down my pops face he's so proud
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so
They washed me off and he said, "At least 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 me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil
Y'all about to see this world in