Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

Yeah, I want all my to come journey with me
My name is Nas, and the is 1973
of me, therefore 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, my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in or vain
But to on a name, that my pops chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, developing
Nine month process, infant

A prophet in his early stage, his in the early 30s
Was married to pops wishin' what she would drop
I'm not to come from a women so pure, Ann Jones
Flesh of her flesh, 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 got in my blood
Mixed with Marijuana from my genes

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

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

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

two was the least most comfortable
My cord choking me but month 3 was closer, see
That's when took moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms voice
Feared fights, so terrified when we fell
While they broke up furniture and smashed 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 wait to get out, and grow up and charge
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get world, doctors in the front waitin' for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of gon' stop
See how the goverment will start re-training
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 my scalp, my head pops out
is blurry, my first breath screams out
Tears down my pops face he's so proud
Wantin' to me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At 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 plan to overthrow the
about to see this world in trouble