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 in the street Bob lay at Shady's feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. Nobody there to compete. cared when Bob died 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 travels fast, so did Chuck, so say. For what Shady did Chuck would Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. Nobody cared Bob died cared 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. Shady was afraid: he assassins to save his ass And they up their swords, Hawked loogs and until Chuck arrived. Slowly across the dunes he on a camel hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He whipped out his gun and it well. Well, Chuck his slugs on the thugs and killed them dead. He then took his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off heads. Rashan hurled himself at Chuck's feet Begging for to please let him go free. But Chuck lit his bomb and he Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared when Bob 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. is on his way, hey.