Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just an Abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands balled in a
Punching on my moms stomach, on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended
Was to be to reign, not in scorn or vain
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
month process, infant 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 from a women so pure, Ann Jones
Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her and bones
Hearin' prayers, she 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 from my daddy's

Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's
parents is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
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 wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm alive
Guess I got what they call a Ill to survive
When I hard the lights is killin' my eyes
I when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move side to side, hear loud and vibe
All babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food through my mothers tube
I'm covered in thick layer of goo

Month two was the least most
My umbilical cord 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 mind in the last
'em yell, heard my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so when we fell
While they broke up furniture and plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all

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

told my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head out
Everything is blurry, my breath 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 that nigga ain't ugly"
Placed me in his arms snuggly, 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 world in