Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his head and a lot of style. Shady Rashan liked to and to rob And one day without provoked He killed Bob (And ain't right.) Well right in the street Bob lay at Shady's And stared, no one dared to compete. Nobody there to compete. cared when Bob died Nobody to try and save him Hey look away pretend like Bob was there to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. Chuck Al Hashib was a man of the 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. Chuck Al was on his way. Nobody when Bob died cared to try and save him Hey look 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 afraid: he assassins to save his ass And sharpened up their swords, Hawked and roared until Chuck arrived. Slowly across the he came on a camel hard as enamel. He didn't for an invitation, He out his gun and used it well. Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the thugs and killed dead. He took 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 Chuck lit his bomb and he Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look away 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. is on his way, hey.