Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his and a whole lot of style. Shady liked to kill and to rob And one day being provoked He killed Bob (And ain't right.) Well right in the Bob lay at Shady's feet And stared, no one dared to compete. Nobody there to compete. Nobody cared when Bob Nobody cared to try and him Hey look away pretend like Bob was never 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 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. Al Hashib was on his way. Nobody cared Bob died cared to try and save 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. Shady was afraid: he paid to save his ass And they up their swords, Hawked loogs and roared until arrived. Slowly the dunes he came on a camel 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 and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan hurled himself at Chuck's Begging for to please let him go free. But Chuck lit his and he blew Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody when Bob died cared to try and save him Hey look away like Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. is on his way, hey.