Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just 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 intended
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes
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
Flesh of her flesh, of her blood, her blood and bones
prayers, she askin' for my good health
That I become a man and learn to make a way for
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
with Marijuana from my daddy's genes

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
Both parents is
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 shot my way out my mom

Yo, they must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 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 when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move to side, hear loud music and vibe
All babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' my mothers tube
I'm covered in thick layer of goo

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

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

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

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