Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his head and a lot of style. Shady Rashan 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 Shady's 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 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. 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 travels fast, so did Chuck, so they say. For what Shady did Chuck make Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. Nobody cared when Bob 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 afraid: he paid assassins to his ass And they sharpened up swords, Hawked loogs and roared Chuck arrived. Slowly the dunes he came on a camel 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 his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan himself at Chuck's feet Begging for to please let him go free. But Chuck lit his bomb and he blew up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody when Bob died Nobody cared to try and 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.