Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

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

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

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
Both parents is
I'm not a baby
A can happen

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

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

Month two was the least comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see
That's when pops took moms to see the doc at the
But I was saved, he his mind in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my voice well
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

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 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 know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the induced

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

Finally, I got to see who held me in her
She love me, and yo I plan to the devil
about to see this world in trouble