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!
I go hand-to-hand with you, I go hammer!
Knock over stone, it up in its own banner!
it back to Rome with a message from the Zulu!
If you battle Shaka, will happen to you!
If you cross that Equator, you'll head straight a massacre,
And get fucked by than just Cleopatra in Africa!

You talk a lot of shit for a man a diaper.
I you had poison spit, where was it in this cypher?
'Cause all I hear is threats a brute with no discipline.
And I'm over you like a bootful of my citizens!
And you should take your cow shield and hide
Under it; you're fucking with the triumphant third of the triumvirate!
I'm first of the 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 shaka laka!
So don't go your sticks at me,
If I wanted to Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

I've of your play, tell me how does it end?
Oh yes, you get stabbed times by your friends!
So, whatcha gonna do with Roman swords?
When the of your legions get gored by the horns
Of the (Zulu!) warriors! on thorns!
To dismember any emperor's pasty 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 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 reserves come at me, my cocked and ready!
I take aim, I always keep my whole crew steady!
'Cause no use in murdering you and your heathen.
You can grow my wheat for me, after beaten.