I shot my way out
Nas Lyrics


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

I existed in a womb, just like an abyss
Came straight from spirit land
My hands balled in a fist
Punching my mom's stomach
Kicking on her cervix
Twitching 'cause I'm nervous
Though 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
Bloodstream full of indo, developing eyes
Looking out my belly button window
My father sighs
On his face he wears a frown
And I'm wondering
If they even want me around
As I go back to spirit town
So I could rest longer before I
Come back down the chute again
In the near future when
Mom and pops could agree on this
Was here before
But my mom saw her gynecologist
He dumped me off first they want me
Then turn around and say they don't
You got 120 days, do what y'all want
But as for me, coming back
This be the last time
Abort me, keep me or give me away
Make up your minds

I shot my way out my mom dukes

They must wanna keep me
'cause 4 months passed, i'm still alive
Guess I got what they call
Ill Will to survive when I look hard
The lights is killing my eyes
I know when mom's laying 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
Flowing through my mother's tube
I'm covered in this thick layer of goo
Month two was the least most comfortable
My umbilical cord choking me
But month 3 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
Watching 'em yell, heard my mom's voice well
Feared fist fights, so terrified when we fell
While they broke up 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
Month 5, Month 6 went by
Hoping I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured out
A date and time septemeber 14th, '73
Get ready world
Doctors in the front waiting for me
Arms open 'cause they know when I drop
A lot of shit's gonna stop
See how the goverment will
Start re training cops
Month 9, 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 trying to hold on
Surgical gloves touching my scalp
My head pops out everything is blurry
My first breath screamed out
Tears pouring down my pop's face
He's so proud
Wanted to hold me, but I was so bloody
They washed me off and he said
"At least that nigga ain't ugly!"
Placed me in his arms snuggly
Laid me on my mother
Finally, I got to see who
Held me in her body, she loved me
And, yo, I plan to over throw the devil




And y'all bout to see this world in trouble
Motherfuckers

Overall Meaning

In Nas's song "I Shot My Way Out," the lyrics tell the story of Nas reflecting on his journey from being conceived to being born. The song begins with Nas introducing himself and stating that it is the year 1973, the year of his birth. He describes his existence in the womb, comparing it to an abyss, and acknowledges his spiritual origins.


Nas then reflects on his time in the womb, expressing nervousness and wondering if his parents truly want him. He contemplates resting longer in the spiritual realm before coming back into the world. He reveals that his mother considered aborting him but ultimately decided to keep him. The lyrics suggest a sense of rebelliousness and survival instincts as Nas declares, "I shot my way out my mom dukes." This line could be interpreted symbolically, representing his will to survive and overcome any obstacles he faced.


Throughout the song, Nas reflects on his early experiences, such as feeling bored when his mother rested and moving to the rhythm of music. He also highlights the tensions between his parents, with furniture being broken and plates smashed. Nas questions his safety in the outside world but expresses his eagerness to grow up and take charge. As he finally is born on September 14th, 1973, there is a sense of triumph and pride in his father's tears and the realization that he is not "ugly."


Overall, "I Shot My Way Out" is a reflective and introspective song where Nas contemplates his journey from conception to birth, acknowledging the challenges and uncertainties he faced along the way.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Expressing affirmation or agreement


I want all my niggas to come journey with me
I desire all of my friends and companions to accompany me on this journey


My name is Nas, and the year is 1973
Introducing myself as Nas and stating the current year as 1973


Beginning of me, therefore I could see
The start of my existence, enabling me to perceive


Through my belly button window who I am
Gaining self-awareness and understanding of my identity


I existed in a womb, just like an abyss
I existed within a womb, resembling a deep and vast emptiness


Came straight from spirit land
Emerging directly from a spiritual realm


My hands balled in a fist
My hands curled tightly into a fist shape


Punching my mom's stomach
Striking my mother's abdomen with force


Kicking on her cervix
Thrusting and impacting against her cervix


Twitching 'cause I'm nervous
Experiencing involuntary muscle contractions due to anxiety


Though my intended purpose
Despite my predetermined objective


Was to be born to reign, not in scorn or vain
I was destined to be born and exert authority, not filled with anger or vanity


But to take on a name
But to assume a given name


That my pops chose for me
That my father selected on my behalf


Bloodstream full of indo, developing eyes
Having a bloodstream filled with marijuana, while my eyes grow and mature


Looking out my belly button window
Observing the world outside through my belly button


My father sighs
My father lets out a deep sigh


On his face he wears a frown
He displays a facial expression of unhappiness


And I'm wondering
And I am contemplating


If they even want me around
If they truly desire my presence


As I go back to spirit town
While returning to the realm of spirits


So I could rest longer before I
So I can have a longer period of rest before I


Come back down the chute again
Descend through the birth canal once more


In the near future when
During an upcoming time when


Mom and pops could agree on this
When my mother and father can reach an agreement on this matter


Was here before
I existed in this world before


But my mom saw her gynecologist
However, my mother consulted her gynecologist


He dumped me off first they want me
The doctor terminated my existence initially, but now they desire me


Then turn around and say they don't
Yet, they suddenly express that they do not want me


You got 120 days, do what y'all want
You have a period of 120 days to make a decision, do as you wish


But as for me, coming back
But regarding my situation, returning


This be the last time
This shall be the final occasion


Abort me, keep me or give me away
Terminate my life, retain me, or surrender me to someone else


Make up your minds
Decide firmly and conclusively


They must wanna keep me
They probably wish to retain me


'cause 4 months passed, i'm still alive
Since four months have elapsed, I am still living


Guess I got what they call
I suppose I possess what they refer to as


Ill Will to survive when I look hard
An intense desire to endure and thrive when I reflect deeply


The lights is killing my eyes
The brightness of the lights is causing great discomfort to my eyes


I know when mom's laying down, I get bored
I am aware that I become bored when my mother is lying down


Start to get live
I begin to feel lively


Move side to side, hear loud music and vibe
I sway from side to side, listen to loud music, and feel the rhythm


All black babies are born with rhythm
All African American infants possess an innate sense of rhythm


That's no lie
That statement is absolutely true


Solar energize, mineralize food
Being nourished by food that is infused with solar energy and minerals


Flowing through my mother's tube
Passing and circulating through my mother's fallopian tube


I'm covered in this thick layer of goo
My body is coated with a dense and slimy substance


Month two was the least most comfortable
The second month was the least pleasant and relaxing


My umbilical cord choking me
My umbilical cord constricting and suffocating me


But month 3 was closer, see
However, the third month was drawing nearer, you see


That's when pops took moms to see
At that point, my father accompanied my mother to visit


The doc at the clinic but I was saved
The doctor at the clinic, but fortunately, my life was spared


He changed his mind in the last minute
He had a change of heart at the final moment


Watching 'em yell, heard my mom's voice well
Observing them shouting, I could clearly hear my mother's voice


Feared fist fights, so terrified when we fell
Fearful of physical altercations, I was extremely frightened when they tumbled


While they broke up furniture and
While they destroyed the furniture and


Smashed plates on the wall
Shattered plates against the wall


I wondered if I am born
I contemplated if I will be brought into this world


Will I be safe at all
Will I be secure and protected in any way


This place they call the world though
However, this realm referred to as the world


My view was so large
My perspective was so vast


Couldn't wait to get out
I couldn't wait to be born


And grow up and take charge
To mature and assume responsibility


Month 5, Month 6 went by
The fifth month, the sixth month passed


Hoping I'm born in July
Wishing that my birth would occur in July


But the Lord already figured out
However, God had already determined


A date and time september 14th, '73
A specific date and time, September 14th, 1973


Get ready world
Prepare yourselves, world


Doctors in the front waiting for me
Doctors positioned in the front, ready to receive me


Arms open 'cause they know when I drop
With open arms, as they know that when I am delivered


A lot of shit's gonna stop
Many things are going to come to a halt


See how the goverment will
Observe how the government will


Start re training cops
Commence the process of retraining police officers


Month 9, I'm a week overdue
In the ninth month, I am one week past the due date


The labor induced pops told my moms "Push
Labor was induced, my father instructed my mother to "push"


And take deep breaths, too"
And also take deep breaths


"Stay calm, " holding her arm
"Remain calm," he said, while grasping her arm


I'm trying to hold on
I am attempting to hold on


Surgical gloves touching my scalp
Surgical gloves making contact with my scalp


My head pops out everything is blurry
My head emerges, and everything appears blurred


My first breath screamed out
I let out a cry with my first breath


Tears pouring down my pop's face
Tears streaming down my father's face


He's so proud
He is filled with immense pride


Wanted to hold me, but I was so bloody
He desired to embrace me, but I was covered in blood


They washed me off and he said
They cleaned me up, and he uttered


"At least that nigga ain't ugly!"
"At least that child is not unattractive!"


Placed me in his arms snuggly
He gently held me in his arms


Laid me on my mother
He placed me on my mother's body


Finally, I got to see who
Finally, I had the opportunity to see who


Held me in her body, she loved me
Carried me within her body, and she had deep affection for me


And, yo, I plan to over throw the devil
And, hey, I intend to overthrow the devil


And y'all bout to see this world in trouble
And all of you are about to witness this world in chaos


Motherfuckers
Derogatory term used to express anger or disdain




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