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, I could see
my belly button window, who I am

I in a womb, just like an Abyss
from behind the sun, my hands balled in a fist
Punching on my moms stomach, kicking on her
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous, thought my purpose
Was to be to reign, not in scorn or vain
But to take on a name, my pops chose for me
full of indo, developing eyes
Nine month process, infant

A prophet in his 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
Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my good
That I a man and learn to make a way for myself
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 a baby
A can happen

I shot my way out my mom
I my way out my mom dukes
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
Guess I got they call a Ill Will to survive
I look hard the lights is killin' my eyes
I know when is layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move to side, hear loud music and vibe
All black babies are born 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 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 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, will I be at all

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

told my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", her arm, I'm trying to hold on
gloves touching my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my breath screams out
Tears pouring down my pops face so proud
to hold me, but I was so bloody
They 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 held me in her
She love me, and yo I plan to overthrow the
Y'all to see this world in trouble