Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

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

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

Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's
Both is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
A can happen

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

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

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

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

told my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
gloves 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 me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least that ain't 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 plan to the devil
Y'all about to see this world in