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, I could see
Through my belly window, who I am

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

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

Lotta I'm hearin', it's crazy
parents is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
A miscarriage can

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

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

Month two was the least most
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 changed his mind in the minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms well
fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While they broke up furniture and smashed plates on the
I wondered if I am born, will I be at all

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

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

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