Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his head and a lot of style. Shady Rashan to kill and to rob And one day being provoked He Bob (And that ain't right.) Well in the street Bob lay at Shady's feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. Nobody there to compete. Nobody cared when Bob Nobody to try and save him Hey look away pretend Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. Chuck Al was a man of the sands A fez on his and a gun in his hands. He had thirty knives in a bandolier, A in his sock, and a bug in his ear. Bad news fast, so did Chuck, so they say. For what did Chuck would make Shady pay. Al Hashib was on his way. Nobody when Bob died Nobody to try and save him Hey away pretend like Bob was never there to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. Shady was he paid assassins to save his ass And sharpened up their swords, Hawked loogs and roared Chuck arrived. Slowly the dunes he came on a camel hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He out his gun and used it well. Well, spent his slugs on the thugs and killed them dead. He then his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan himself at Chuck's feet Begging for Chuck to let him go free. But lit his bomb and he blew Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared when Bob cared to try and save him Hey look away pretend Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. is on his way, hey.