Luyện nghe bài hát Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

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

You a lot of shit for a man wearing a diaper.
I heard you had poison spit, where was it in this
'Cause all I hear is from a brute with no discipline.
And I'm over you like a bootful of my citizens!
And you should take your cow skin shield and
Under it; you're fucking with the most third of the triumvirate!
I'm of the empire and the last of the republicans!
And hunting you, by legions of my countrymen!
(Ooh!) Ask my if I'm just a shit talker,
Doc J-Dunk on ya like boom laka!
So go rattling your sticks at me,
If I wanted to Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

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

Can I be a hyena? 'Cause I'm to laugh!
I pave roads with the bones of your ass!
my front lines will drop back and spank you in the chest,
Then I'll decimate your horn, you outfight the best!
Let your reserves come at me, my cocked and ready!
When I take aim, I always keep my crew steady!
'Cause there's no use in murdering you and heathen.
You can grow my wheat for me, after beaten.