Yeah, I want all my niggas to journey with me My name is Nas, and the is 1973 of me, therefore I could see Through my belly window, who I am
I in a womb, just 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 scorn or But to take on a name, that my chose for me full of indo, developing eyes Nine month process, size
A prophet in his early stage, his in the early 30s Was married to pops what she carried would drop I'm not worthy to come from a so pure, Ann Jones Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and Hearin' prayers, she for my good health That I become a man and to make a way for myself Nervous she was, and her got in my blood Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's
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 shot my way out my mom I shot my way out my mom I my way out my mom dukes
Yo, they must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still I got what they call a Ill Will to survive When I look hard the lights is my eyes I know moms is layin' down, I get bored, start 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 through my mothers tube I'm covered in thick layer of goo
Month two was the most comfortable My umbilical cord me but month 3 was closer, see That's when pops took moms to see the doc at the But I was saved, he changed his in the last minute 'em yell, heard my moms voice well Feared fist fights, so terrified when we they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all
This place they call the world my view was so large Couldn't to get out, and grow up and take charge Month 5, 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July But the Lord figured out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73 Get ready world, doctors in the front for me Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's stop See how the will start re-training cops 9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced
Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops out Everything is blurry, my first breath 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 least that 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 to see this world in trouble