Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

A prophet in his early stage, his in the early 30s
Was married to pops wishin' what she carried drop
I'm not worthy to come 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 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 is scrappin'
I'm not even a
A can happen

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

Month two was the least comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see
That's when pops moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last
Watchin' 'em yell, my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While they broke up furniture and plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all

This place call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and take
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, in the front waitin' for me
Arms 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will start re-training
Month 9, I'm a over due, the labor induced

Pops my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on
Surgical gloves my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first screams out
Tears pouring down my face he's so proud
to hold me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least that nigga 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 about to see this in trouble