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 Bob (And that ain't right.) Well 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 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. 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 Shady did Chuck make Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. Nobody cared Bob died Nobody to try and save him Hey look away pretend like Bob was never Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. Shady was afraid: he assassins to save his ass And they sharpened up swords, Hawked loogs and roared until arrived. Slowly across the dunes he on a camel hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He out his gun and used it well. Well, Chuck spent his on the thugs and killed them dead. He then his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Rashan 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 to try and save him Hey look away pretend like Bob was 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.