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 belly window, who I am
I existed in a womb, just an Abyss Came from behind the sun, my hands in a fist Punching on my moms stomach, on her cervix Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or But to take on a name, that my pops for me Bloodstream full of indo, developing Nine month process, size
A in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s Was married to pops wishin' what she carried 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 askin' for my good That I become a man and learn to make a way for Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's
Lotta I'm hearin', it's crazy parents is scrappin' I'm not even a A can happen
I shot my way out my mom I shot my way out my mom I shot my way out my mom I shot my way out my mom
Yo, they must wanna me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive Guess I got what they a Ill Will to survive When I look hard the lights is my eyes I when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live Move side to side, hear loud music and All black are born with rhythm, that's no lie energize, mineralize food flowin' through my mothers tube I'm in this thick layer of goo
Month two was the least most My umbilical cord choking me but 3 was closer, see That's pops took 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 fights, so terrified when we fell While broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall I if I am born, will I be safe at all
This place they call the world though my view was so Couldn't wait to get out, and up and take charge Month 5, 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 open 'cause know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop See how the goverment will start re-training Month 9, I'm a over due, the labor induced
Pops told my moms, "Push and deep breaths too Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head out is blurry, my first breath screams out Tears down my pops 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, laid me on my
Finally, I got to see who me in her body She love me, and yo I to overthrow the devil Y'all to see this world in trouble