Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his and a whole lot of style. Rashan liked to kill and to rob And one day without being He killed Bob (And that right.) Well right in the street Bob lay at feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. Nobody dared to compete. cared when Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look pretend like 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 in a black 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 cared when Bob cared to try and save him Hey look away like Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. Shady was afraid: he assassins to save his ass And they sharpened up swords, loogs and roared until Chuck arrived. Slowly across the dunes he came on a hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He whipped out his gun and it well. Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the thugs and them dead. He then took his sword and he (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan himself at Chuck's feet for Chuck to please let him go free. But Chuck lit his bomb and he blew up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared when Bob 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 loved him is on his way. is on his way, hey.