Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just 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 intended
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 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 to come from a women so pure, Ann Jones
of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and bones
Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my good
That I a man and learn to make a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's

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

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

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 hard the lights is killin' my eyes
I know moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move side to side, hear loud music and
All black babies are born rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, food flowin' through my mothers tube
I'm covered in thick layer of goo

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

This place they call the world though my was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in
But the Lord already figured out a and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get world, doctors in the front waitin' for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment start re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the labor

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

Finally, I got to see who me in her body
She me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil
Y'all about to see this world in