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 being He Bob (And that ain't right.) Well right in the street Bob lay at feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. there dared to compete. Nobody cared Bob died Nobody to try and save him Hey away pretend 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. Chuck Al Hashib was a man of the A fez on his and a gun in his hands. He had knives in a black 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. Al Hashib was on his way. Nobody cared when Bob cared to try and save him Hey look pretend 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 assassins to his ass And they sharpened up swords, Hawked and roared until Chuck arrived. Slowly across the dunes he came on a hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He whipped out his gun and it well. Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the thugs and them dead. He then took his sword and he (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan himself at Chuck's feet Begging for Chuck to let him go free. But lit his bomb and he blew Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody when Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey away pretend 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. is on his way, hey.