Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

Yeah, I want all my niggas to journey 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
from behind the sun, my hands balled 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 or vain
But to take on a name, my pops chose for me
full of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, size

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

screams I'm hearin', it's crazy
Both is scrappin'
I'm not even a
A miscarriage can

I shot my way out my mom
I my way out my mom dukes
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 Will to
When I look hard the lights is my eyes
I know when 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, food flowin' through my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

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

This place they call the world though my view was so
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and charge
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born 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 they know when I drop, of shit's gon' stop
See how the will start re-training cops
9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and take deep too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical touching my scalp, my head pops out
is blurry, my first breath screams out
Tears pouring down my pops face he's so
to hold me, but I was so bloody
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 overthrow the
Y'all about to see this in trouble