Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

Iwisa, meet Caesar, he's a commander!
Who thinks he can dance with cold men in the Savannah!
When I go hand-to-hand with you, I go hammer!
Knock over stone, wrap it up in its own banner!
Send it back to Rome with a message from the Zulu!
If you battle Shaka, this will happen to you!
If you cross that Equator, you'll head straight into a massacre,
And get fucked by more than just Cleopatra in Africa!

You talk a lot of shit for a man wearing a diaper.
I heard you had poison spit, where was it in this cypher?
'Cause all I hear is threats from a brute with no discipline.
And I'm ruling over you like a bootful of my citizens!
And you should take your cow skin shield and hide
Under it; you're fucking with the most triumphant third of the triumvirate!
I'm first of the empire and the last of the republicans!
And hunting you, accompanied by legions of my countrymen!
(Ooh!) Ask my kidnappers if I'm just a shit talker,
Doc J-Dunk on ya like boom shaka laka!
So don't go rattling your sticks at me,
If I wanted to Shake Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

I've heard of your play, tell me how does it end?
Oh yes, you get stabbed many times by your friends!
So, whatcha gonna do with your Roman swords?
When the lines of your legions get gored by the horns
Of the (Zulu!) warriors! Straight on thorns!
To dismember any emperor's pasty white hordes!
I got the strength of a lion and the speed of cheetah!
And everyone knows you're just a chicken, Caesar!

Can I be a hyena? 'Cause I'm going to laugh!
I pave roads with the bones of your goat-herding ass!
First my front lines will drop back and spank you in the chest,
Then I'll decimate your horn, you can't outfight the best!
Let your reserves come at me, my ballista's cocked and ready!
When I take aim, I always keep my whole crew steady!
'Cause there's no use in murdering you and your heathen.
You can grow my wheat for me, after you're beaten.