Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his head and a lot of style. Shady liked to kill and to rob And one day without being He Bob (And that ain't right.) Well right in the street Bob lay at feet And stared, no one dared to compete. Nobody there to compete. Nobody cared when Bob Nobody to try and save him Hey look away pretend like Bob was never to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him 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 travels fast, so did Chuck, so they say. For what Shady did Chuck would make pay. Chuck Al was on his way. cared when Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look away pretend like Bob was never Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. Shady was he paid 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 didn't 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 feet for Chuck to please let him go free. But Chuck lit his and he blew Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look away pretend Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. is on his way, hey.