Luyện nghe bài hát Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

Iwisa, meet Caesar, a commander!
Who thinks he can dance with men in the Savannah!
I go hand-to-hand with you, I go hammer!
Knock over stone, it up in its own banner!
Send it back to Rome a message from the Zulu!
If you Shaka, this will happen to you!
If you cross that Equator, you'll head into a massacre,
And get fucked by than 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 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 the most triumphant third of the triumvirate!
I'm first of the and the last of the republicans!
And hunting you, accompanied by of my countrymen!
(Ooh!) Ask my kidnappers if I'm just a talker,
Doc on ya like boom shaka laka!
So go rattling your sticks at me,
If I wanted to Speares, I'd waggle my biography!

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

Can I be a 'Cause I'm going to laugh!
I pave roads the bones of your goat-herding ass!
First my front lines drop back 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!
When I take aim, I keep my whole crew steady!
'Cause there's no use in you and your heathen.
You can grow my for me, after you're beaten.