Luyện nghe bài hát Fetus (belly Button Window)

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

A prophet in his early stage, his in the early 30s
Was married to pops wishin' 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 askin' for my good
I become a man and learn to make a way for myself
Nervous she was, and her paranoia got in my
Mixed with Marijuana from my genes

Lotta screams I'm hearin', crazy
parents is scrappin'
I'm not a baby
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 must keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got what they a Ill Will to survive
When I 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 are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize flowin' through my mothers tube
I'm covered in this thick of goo

two was the least most comfortable
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 mind in the last
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified when we
While broke up furniture and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, I be safe 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, 6 went 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
Arms open they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop
See how the goverment will start cops
Month 9, I'm a week over due, the induced

told my moms, "Push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm", holdin' her arm, I'm to hold on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp, my head out
Everything is blurry, my first screams out
Tears pouring my pops face he's so proud
to hold me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said, "At least that nigga 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
Y'all to see this world in trouble