Yeah, I want all my niggas to come journey me My name is Nas, and the year is Beginning of me, I could see Through my belly window, who I am
I in a womb, just like an Abyss Came from 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 in his early stage, his mother in the early 30s Was to pops wishin' what she carried would drop I'm not worthy to from a women so pure, Ann Jones of her flesh, blood of her blood, her blood and bones Hearin' prayers, she askin' for my health 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', it's Both parents is I'm not a baby 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 my way out my mom dukes
Yo, must wanna keep me, 'cause 4 months pass, I'm still alive Guess I got what they a Ill Will to survive When I look the lights is killin' my eyes I know when moms is layin' down, I get bored, start to get Move side to side, 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
Month two was the most comfortable My umbilical choking me but month 3 was closer, see That's when 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 moms voice fist fights, so terrified when we fell While they up furniture and smashed plates on the wall I wondered if I am born, I be safe at all
This place call the world though my view was so large Couldn't wait to get out, and up and take charge 5, Month 6 went by, hopin' I'm born in July But the Lord figured out a date and time, Septemeber 14th, '73 Get ready world, doctors in the waitin' for me open 'cause they know when I drop, alot of shit's gon' stop See how the goverment will 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 head out Everything is blurry, my first breath out Tears pouring down my face he's so proud Wantin' to hold me, but I was so 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 me, and yo I plan to overthrow the devil about to see this world in trouble