Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

A in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s
Was married to pops wishin' what she carried would
I'm not worthy to from a women so pure, Ann Jones
Flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and
Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my health
That I 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

Lotta I'm hearin', it's crazy
Both is scrappin'
I'm not even a
A miscarriage can

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

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

two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord me but month 3 was closer, see
That's when pops took to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the minute
Watchin' 'em yell, my moms voice well
Feared fights, so terrified when we fell
While they broke up furniture and plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, will I be at all

This place they call the though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up and take
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, in the front waitin' for me
open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
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 trying to on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my pops out
is blurry, my first breath screams out
Tears pouring down my pops he's so proud
Wantin' to me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least 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 me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil
Y'all about to see world in trouble