Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

Yeah, I want all my niggas to journey with me
My name is Nas, and the year is
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 moms stomach, kicking on her
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
full of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, infant

A in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s
Was married to 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 askin' for my health
That I become a man and learn to make a way for
Nervous she was, and her got in my blood
with Marijuana from my daddy's genes

Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's
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 keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got what they call a Ill to survive
I look hard the lights is killin' my eyes
I know moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move side to side, hear loud music and
All black babies are born rhythm, that's no lie
energize, mineralize 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 his mind in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my moms voice
fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all

This place they call the world though my was so large
Couldn't to get out, and grow up and take charge
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the already figured out a date 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 start re-training
Month 9, I'm a week due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and deep breaths too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head out
Everything is blurry, my breath screams out
Tears pouring down my pops face so proud
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so
They washed me off and he said, "At least that nigga 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 overthrow the
about to see this world in trouble