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Fetus
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R&B/Soul
Fetus κυκλοφόρησε στις 23 Σεπτεμβρίου 2002 από Columbia ως μέρος του άλμπουμ The Lost Tapes
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ΆλμπουμThe Lost Tapes
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας23 Σεπτεμβρίου 2002
ΕτικέταColumbia
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM86

Μουσικό βίντεο

Μουσικό βίντεο

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nas
Nas
Vocals
Jon Shriver
Jon Shriver
Guitar, Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Shriver
Jon Shriver
Songwriter
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Shriver
Jon Shriver
Recording Engineer, Producer
Rich Travali
Rich Travali
Mixing Engineer

Στίχοι

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I want all my **** to come journey with me
My name is Nas
And the year is 1973
Beginning of me, therefore, I could see
Though my belly button window, who I am
[Verse 2]
I existed in the womb, just like an abyss
Came from behind the sun, my hands balled in a fist
Punchin' my mom's stomach, kickin' on her cervix
Twitchin' 'cause I'm nervous
Through my intended purpose was to be born to reign
Not in scorn or vain
But to take on a name, that my pops chose for me
Blood stream full of indo, developing eyes
Nine-month process, infant size
A prophet in his early stages, mother in her early 30s
Was married to pops, wishin' what she carried would drop
I'm not worthy to come from a woman so pure
Ann Jones, flesh of her flesh, blood of her blood
Her blood and bones, hearin' prayers
She askin' for my good health
That I'd become a man and learn to make a way for myself
Nervous, she was
And her paranoia got in my blood
Mixed with marijuana from my daddy's genes
Lotta screams I'm hearin', it's crazy
Both parents are scrappin'
I'm not even a baby, a miscarriage could happen
[Verse 3]
I shot my way out my mom do
I shot my way out my mom do
I shot my way out my mom do
I shot my way out my mom do
[Verse 4]
They must wanna keep me, 'cause four months pass, I'm still alive
Guess I got what you call  ill will to survive
When I look hard, the lights is killin' my eyes
I know when mom's layin' down, I get bored, start to get live
Move side to side, hear loud music and vibe
All black babies are born with rhythm, that's no lie
Solar energize, mineralize food
Flowin' through my mother's tube
I'm covered in this thick layer of goo
Month two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord chokin' me
But month three was closer, see
That's when pops took moms to see the doc at the clinic
But I was saved, he changed his mind in the last minute
Watchin' 'em yell, heard my mom's voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While they her broke furniture, and smashed plates on the wall
I wondered if I am born, will I be safe at all?
This place they call the world, though my view was so large
Couldn't wait to get out, and grow up, and take charge
[Verse 5]
Month five, month six went by
Hopin' I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured out a day and time
September 14th, '73
Get ready world, doctor's in the front waitin' for me
Arms open, 'cause they know when I drop
A lotta shit's gon' stop
See how the government is start retrainin' cops
Month nine, I'm a week overdue
The labor induced
Pops told my moms, push and take deep breaths too
Stay calm, holding her arm
I'm tryin' to hold on
Surgical gloves touchin' my scalp, my head pops out
Everything is blurry, my first breath screamed out
Tears pourin' down my pops face, he's so proud
[Verse 6]
Wantin' to hold me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he say, "At least that **** ain't ugly"
Placed me in his arms snugly, laid me on my mother
Finally, I got to see who held me in her body
She loved me, and, yo, I plan to overthrow the Devil
And y'all 'bout to see this world in trouble
Motherfuckers
Written by: Jon Shriver, Nas
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