Из альбома: True & Livin’
[Zumbi]
Hey, I’m a stranger in the home, my own
Been living here 20 long years with my fam like a Corleone
But where did everybody go that I used to know?
I moved in back in ’84 and we was very poor
We wasn’t even selling gold weight, just moving into the Golden State
I reminisce about the closed gate that seemed to wrap around
The music that we made it had a ghetto sound
Most cat black or brown in urban areas
It was so infectious that is spread out like malaria
New York to Cali back to the Dirty Dirty
We used to be 16 but now we pushing 30
I seen the change early, I voted Jerry Curly
On out to Dreddy but the next phase we wasn’t ready
It seemed to lighten as the years got longer
From black to white but the sales got stronger
We started going platinum, it was bound to happen
We went pop, sleeping in beds of silk and satin
When I woke up from my sleep and now it’s
Seen the whole scene had changed and all my folks had bounced
But I ain’t leaving because I own this block
Paid mortgage off steady my rhymes and stocks
I’ll be buying property until I own the block
I love Hip Hop, it’s all I got
[Chorus] x2
There’s a stranger in my home and he’s watching
[Gift Of Gab]
There’s a stranger in my home, my house has been invaded
Went out for just a second came back it ain’t the same as it was
At times I felt could leave the door unlocked and let all come and go as they pleased
But knowing that what was there when I had left was there when I returned
New faces, replications of styles that they have learned
Like Greeks had did Egyptians, complex just simplified
I suddenly realized my crib’s been gentrified
And if people don’t know then how could people come
Big money, neglect the hood, suburban promotion for urban emotion to corporation
Who really don’t have a clue where they got they taste from
There’s a stranger in my home and my peoples is gone
And I’m feeling like the outsider standing alone
There’s a stranger in here but the strangest thing you see
Is that the way it’s looking right now the stranger is me
[Chorus] x2
[Zumbi]
Hey, there’s a stranger in my home infiltrating my throne
Stop messing with my crib won’t leave me alone
There a stranger danger[?] they call it pop culture
Window feeling hot when you lie she’s a vulture
You know that we’re suppose to protect and respect
But it’s hard to stay righteous when you needing a check
There’s a stranger in my midst now I’m balling my fists
I never dreamed it would come to this
[?]
There are so much to miss[?] someone following me everywhere I go
And I don’t know what to do but I got to be true there’s a stranger in my home
[Chorus] x2