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 with you, I go hammer!
Knock stone, wrap it up in its own banner!
Send it to Rome with a message from the Zulu!
If you battle Shaka, this happen to you!
If you cross Equator, you'll head straight into a massacre,
And get fucked by more than Cleopatra in Africa!

You a lot of shit for a man wearing a diaper.
I you had poison spit, where was it in this cypher?
'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 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 hunting you, by legions of my countrymen!
(Ooh!) Ask my kidnappers if I'm a shit talker,
Doc J-Dunk on ya like boom laka!
So don't go your sticks at me,
If I wanted to Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

I've heard of your play, me how does it end?
Oh yes, you get stabbed 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 any emperor's pasty white hordes!
I got the of a lion and the speed of cheetah!
And knows you're just a chicken, Caesar!

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