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 that right.) Well in the street Bob lay at Shady's feet And stared, no one dared to compete. Nobody there to compete. Nobody 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 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 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 Shady did Chuck make Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. 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. Shady was he paid assassins to save his ass And sharpened up their swords, Hawked 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 slugs on the thugs and them dead. He then took his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off 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 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. is on his way, hey.