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.) Well right in the street Bob lay at feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. Nobody dared to compete. Nobody cared when Bob Nobody to try and save him Hey look away like Bob was never there to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. Chuck Al Hashib was a man of the 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 travels fast, so did Chuck, so say. For what Shady did Chuck would make pay. Al Hashib was on his way. Nobody cared Bob died Nobody cared to try and 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. Shady was afraid: he assassins to save his ass And they up their swords, Hawked and roared until Chuck arrived. Slowly across the dunes he on a camel hard as enamel. He didn't for an invitation, He whipped out his gun and it well. Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the thugs and killed dead. He then took his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off heads. Shady Rashan hurled 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 cared Bob died cared 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 loved him is on his way. is on his way, hey.