Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

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

Lotta 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 shot my way out my mom

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

Month two was the least 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 changed his mind in the last
Watchin' 'em yell, my moms voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified we fell
While broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
I if I am born, will I be safe at all

This place they call the world though my was so large
wait to get out, and grow up and take charge
Month 5, Month 6 went by, I'm born in July
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
9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced

Pops my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm trying to on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath 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 that 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