Luyện nghe bài hát Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

Iwisa, meet Caesar, a commander!
Who thinks he can dance with men in the Savannah!
When I go hand-to-hand you, I go hammer!
over stone, wrap it up in its own banner!
Send it to Rome with a message from the Zulu!
If you battle Shaka, this will to you!
If you cross that Equator, head straight into 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, was it in this cypher?
'Cause all I hear is from a brute with no discipline.
And I'm ruling you like a bootful of my citizens!
And you take your cow skin shield and hide
Under it; you're fucking with the most third of the triumvirate!
I'm first of the and the last of the republicans!
And you, accompanied by legions of my countrymen!
(Ooh!) Ask my if I'm just a shit talker,
Doc J-Dunk on ya boom shaka laka!
So go rattling your sticks at me,
If I wanted to Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

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

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