Luyện nghe bài hát Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

Iwisa, meet Caesar, a commander!
Who thinks he can dance cold men in the Savannah!
I go hand-to-hand with you, I go hammer!
Knock stone, wrap it up in its own banner!
it back to Rome with a message from the Zulu!
If you battle Shaka, this happen to you!
If you cross that Equator, head straight into a massacre,
And get fucked by more than 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 from a brute with no discipline.
And I'm ruling you like a bootful of my citizens!
And you should take your cow skin and hide
Under it; you're fucking with the triumphant third of the triumvirate!
I'm of the empire and the last of the republicans!
And hunting you, accompanied by of my countrymen!
(Ooh!) Ask my kidnappers if I'm a shit talker,
Doc J-Dunk on ya like shaka laka!
So don't go your sticks at me,
If I to Shake Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

I've heard of your play, 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 your get gored by the horns
Of the (Zulu!) warriors! on thorns!
To dismember any emperor's white hordes!
I got the strength of a and the speed of cheetah!
And everyone knows you're a chicken, Caesar!

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