Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus

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

I existed in a womb, just like an
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 purpose
Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
full of indo, developing eyes
Nine process, infant size

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

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

Yo, must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got what they a Ill Will 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 music and vibe
All black babies are born rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' through my mothers
I'm covered in thick layer 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
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 call the world though my view was so
Couldn't wait to get out, and up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 by, hopin' I'm born 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 they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon'
See how the goverment will re-training cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the induced

Pops my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to hold on
Surgical touching my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath out
Tears pouring my pops face he's so proud
to hold me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least nigga ain't ugly"
me in his arms 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
about to see this world in trouble