Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This place they call the world though my was so large
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 by, hopin' I'm born 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 will start re-training cops
9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced

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

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