Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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 belly 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 or vain
But to on a name, that my pops chose for me
full of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, infant

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

Lotta I'm hearin', it's crazy
Both is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
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 my way out my mom dukes

Yo, they must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still
I got what they call a Ill Will 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 music and
All babies 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 when took moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the minute
'em yell, heard my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so when we fell
While they broke up furniture and smashed on the wall
I if I am born, will I be safe at all

This place they the world though my view was so large
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm in July
But the Lord figured out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctors in the waitin' for me
Arms open 'cause know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the induced

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

Finally, I got to see who me in her body
She love me, and yo I to overthrow the devil
Y'all about to see this in trouble