Fakts One - Friends and Neighbors lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me tell you 'bout this n***a named Franz He had lots of plans Involving pots and pans With fiends for fans, he was a real mean one Traded all his fingers in for a green thumb Poseable All weight was unloadable Despite his deformity, all guns are holdable Had his boys on some soldier bull They were risking they lives, saying they actions are notable Torn apart for a Purple Heart This brother had a strong start But the kid lacked street smarts Hey, meet James He works at Ames To get a discount on M&M's and video games He said his co-workers were lames without brains 'Cause he had struck a couple goals for which he had aimed This n***a used to buy grams from Franz uptown Before he was bucked down Connection is f**ed now Six years pa** and he still there Helping this old lady with the mean stare Shopping in a wheelchair Her name was Claire, but she changed it to Greta To help avoid a stalker with a vendetta The cat sent her ten letters Saying she was a hag to be bagged in leather And very soon, in her living room, he met her Well-dressed nightmare in a cashmere sweater Blue-collar guy with some d**h in his eye Tattoo of Satan high, right leg, inner thigh He just wanna see how you respond When he give thrust to a knife from his powerful arm And finally police chief Officer Grief Who received a phone call from the nearly deceased He lost his gentle side at the homicide attempt scene Now every single thought of murder is tempting He couldn't ask for a bigger day The following week, he spent his time staring at exhibit A A bloody knife that bore flesh and bone marrow And just before he headed home to his wife Carroll Reported suicide on the other side of town Frantic mother claims little girl had fallen down He's on the scene seeing paramedics on the ground Mom and daddy ain't moving Boy hiding in his room and His fellow officers are all trying to subdue him Heads shake in disbelief, saying, "He ain't human" Next, I'm a**uming that the media is clued in Displayed on the tube in The room you're now glued in Your spirit's absorbed in generators and tanks Data banks You're retracing your steps and drew blanks Look at all these lives to waste It's a dark space Adrenaline starts to pump Increasing your heart pace You're caught now Imagination has gone wild You look into the mirror, then you tell me, "Who art thou?" You got to be determined like Ken when he fought Ryu Your brains may bust open, 'cause this is a hard trial No answer, just a mental cancer Before you choke, I hope you get a chance to Feel fear 'Cause this is a real scare I'm giving you three seconds to tell us how we got here [Scratches]