Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

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

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
Both is scrappin'
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 shot my way out my mom

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

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

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

Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my pops out
Everything is blurry, my first screams out
Tears pouring down my face he's so proud
Wantin' to me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least that nigga ugly"
Placed me in his arms snuggly, me on my mother

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