Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

Yeah, I want all my niggas to come journey me
My is Nas, and the year is 1973
Beginning of me, I could see
Through my button 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 scorn or
But to take on a name, that my chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo, eyes
month process, infant size

A in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s
Was to pops wishin' what she carried 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
I become a man and learn to make a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her got in my blood
Mixed with Marijuana from my daddy's

Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's
parents is scrappin'
I'm not even a
A can happen

I shot my way out my mom
I my way out my mom dukes
I my way out my mom dukes
I my way out my mom dukes

Yo, they must wanna me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got they call a Ill Will to survive
When I look hard the lights is killin' my
I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get
Move side to side, hear loud and vibe
All babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
energize, mineralize food flowin' through my mothers tube
I'm covered in this layer of goo

two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical choking me but month 3 was closer, see
That's when pops took moms to see the doc at the
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last
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

place they call the world though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and take
5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctors in the waitin' for me
Arms open 'cause they know I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the will start 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 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 plan to overthrow the
Y'all to see this world in trouble