Luyện nghe bài hát Shaka Zulu vs Julius Caesar

Iwisa, Caesar, he's a commander!
Who thinks he can dance with men in the Savannah!
When I go hand-to-hand you, I go hammer!
Knock over stone, it up in its own banner!
Send it back to Rome with a from the Zulu!
If you battle Shaka, will happen to you!
If you that 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 heard you had poison spit, was it in this cypher?
all I hear is threats 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 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 boom laka!
So don't go rattling sticks at me,
If I wanted to Shake Speares, I'd my biography!

I've heard of your play, tell me how it end?
Oh yes, you get many times by your friends!
So, whatcha do with your Roman swords?
When the of your legions get gored by the horns
Of the (Zulu!) warriors! on thorns!
To dismember any 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 hyena? I'm going to laugh!
I pave roads with the bones of your ass!
First my lines will drop back and spank you in the chest,
I'll decimate your horn, you can't outfight the best!
Let reserves come at me, my ballista's 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 my wheat for me, after you're beaten.