Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, like an Abyss
Came behind the sun, my hands balled in a fist
on my moms stomach, kicking on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, eyes
Nine month process, 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, of her blood, her blood and bones
prayers, she askin' for my good health
That I become a man and learn to a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed with Marijuana from my genes

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

Yo, they wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got they 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 to side, hear loud music and vibe
All babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, food flowin' through my mothers tube
I'm covered in this 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 moms well
fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While they broke up and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all

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

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

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