Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This they call the world though my view was so large
wait to get out, and grow 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 front for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of gon' stop
See how the goverment will start re-training
9, I'm a week over due, the labor induced

Pops told my moms, "Push and 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 first breath out
Tears pouring my pops face he's so proud
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so
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 held me in her
She love me, and yo I plan to the devil
about to see this world in trouble