Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just like an
Came from behind the sun, my hands in a fist
Punching on my moms stomach, kicking on her
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, my intended purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
month process, infant size

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

Lotta I'm hearin', it's crazy
parents is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
A can happen

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

Yo, they wanna keep 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 when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move to side, hear loud music and vibe
All black babies are with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see
That's when took moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms voice
Feared fist fights, so when we fell
While they broke up furniture and 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, I'm born in July
But the Lord figured 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 shit's gon'
See how the goverment start re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the labor

Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on
gloves touching my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my breath screams out
pouring down 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 held me in her
She love me, and yo I plan to overthrow the
about to see this world in trouble