Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his and a whole lot of style. Rashan liked to kill and to rob And one day without provoked He killed Bob (And that right.) Well right in the Bob lay at Shady's feet And stared, no one dared to compete. Nobody dared to compete. Nobody when Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look pretend like Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him 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 in a black 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 would Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. Nobody cared when Bob cared to try and save him Hey look away pretend 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. Shady was afraid: he 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 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 (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan hurled himself at Chuck's Begging for Chuck to let him go free. But Chuck lit his and he blew Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared when Bob Nobody cared to try and 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.