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 being provoked He killed Bob (And that right.) right in the street Bob lay at Shady's feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. Nobody there to compete. Nobody when Bob died Nobody to try and save him Hey look away pretend like Bob was 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 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 Shady did Chuck would make Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. cared when Bob died Nobody cared to try and 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. Shady was he paid assassins to save his ass And sharpened up their swords, Hawked loogs and roared until 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 on the thugs and killed them dead. He then took his sword and he (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady 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 Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey away pretend like Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. is on his way, hey.