Yeah, I all my niggas to come 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, just like an from behind the sun, my hands balled in a fist Punching on my stomach, kicking on her cervix Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my intended Was to be to reign, not in scorn or vain But to take on a name, that my chose for me Bloodstream of indo, developing eyes Nine process, infant 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 so pure, Ann Jones 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 paranoia got in my Mixed Marijuana from my daddy's genes
screams I'm hearin', it's crazy Both parents is I'm not even a A can happen
I shot my way out my mom 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, 4 months pass, I'm still alive I got what they call a Ill Will to survive When I look hard the lights is my eyes I know when is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live Move side to side, hear loud and vibe All black babies are with rhythm, that's no lie Solar energize, mineralize food flowin' my mothers tube I'm covered in this layer of goo
Month two was the least most My umbilical choking me but month 3 was closer, see when 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 fist fights, so terrified when we 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 my view was so large Couldn't to get out, and grow up and take charge Month 5, Month 6 by, hopin' I'm born in July But the Lord already figured out a 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 start cops Month 9, I'm a week due, the labor induced
Pops told my moms, "Push and take breaths too Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on Surgical touching my scalp, my head pops out Everything is blurry, my breath screams out Tears pouring my pops face he's so proud Wantin' to me, but I was so bloody They me off and he said, "At least 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 about to see world in trouble