Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

I existed in a womb, just like an
Came from behind the sun, my hands balled in a
Punching on my moms stomach, on her cervix
'cause 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 full of indo, developing
month process, infant size

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

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

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

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 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 are born with 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 to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms well
fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, will I be at all

place they call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in
But the Lord already figured out a date and time, 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 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 head out
is blurry, my first breath screams out
Tears pouring my pops face he's so proud
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so
They washed me off and he said, "At least that ain't ugly"
Placed me in his arms snuggly, laid me on my

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