Luyện nghe bài hát Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

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

You talk a lot of shit for a man a diaper.
I heard you had spit, where was it in this cypher?
'Cause all I hear is threats from a brute 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 with the most triumphant third of the triumvirate!
I'm of the empire 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 don't go rattling your at me,
If I to Shake Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

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

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