Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his head and a lot of style. Rashan liked to kill and to rob And one day without provoked 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 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. Chuck Al Hashib was a man of the 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 travels fast, so did Chuck, so say. For what Shady did would make Shady pay. Al Hashib was on his way. Nobody cared Bob died 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 him dearly is on his way. Shady was afraid: he paid to save his ass And they up their swords, Hawked loogs and roared until 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, Chuck spent his on the thugs and killed them dead. He then took his and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan hurled himself at Chuck's Begging for Chuck to let him go free. But Chuck lit his bomb and he blew up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared 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 loved him is on his way. is on his way, hey.