Lyrics:

Im a stranger in a home I own
Been livin here twenty long years with my fam like a Corleone
But where did everybody go that I used to know?
I moved in back in Eighty-Four
We was very poor -- wasnt even sellin gold weight
Just movin in to the Gold State
I reminisce about the closed gate
That seemed to wrap around
The music that we made
It had a ghetto sound
Most cats was black and brown, in Urban areas
Was so infectious that it spread out like Malaria
New York to Cali, back to the Dirty-Dirty
We used to be sixteen, but now we pushing thirty
I seen it change early, I pulled a Jheri-Curly
On out to dready, but the next phase we wasnt ready
It seemed enlightened as the years got longer
From black to white but the sales got stronger
We started going platinum, it was bound happen
We went pop, sleeping in beds of silk and satin
When I woke up from my sleep, pronounced
Saw the whole scene had changed, all my folks had bounced
But I aint leaving, cause I own this block
Been paying off my mortgage steady with my bonds and stock
I be buying property, till I own the block
I love hip-hop, its all I got

Theres a stranger in my home
And hes watching
Yeah...Yeah...Yeah
Theres a Stranger in my home
And hes watching

Theres a stranger in my home, my house has been invaded
Went out for just a second
Came back - it aint the same as it was
At times I felt, could leave the door unlocked
And let all come and go as they please
But knowing that was there
When I had left, was there when I returned
New faces, replications, some styles that they have learned
Like Greeks had did Egyptians - Complex to simplified
I suddenly realized: My cribs been gentrified
And if people dont know, then how could people come
Big money - neglect the hood, suburban promotion
From urban emotion to corporation
Who really dont have a clue where they got they taste from
Theres a stranger in my home and my peoples is gone
And Im feeling like the outsider standing alone
Theres a stranger in here, but the strangest thing to see
Is the way its looking right now, the stranger is me

Theres a stranger in my home
And hes watching
Yeah...Yeah...Yeah
Theres a Stranger in my home
And hes watching

Theres a stranger in my home
Infiltrating my throne
Stop messing with my crib
Wont leave me alone
Theres a stranger, its danger, the call of hip-hop culture
When youre feeling hot, when youre not shes a vulture
Know that were supposed to protect and respect
But its hard to stay righteous when you needing a check
Theres a stranger in my midst
Now Im balling my fist
I never dreamed it would come to this

[Outro Hook]
There is so much to me, so theyre following me everywhere I go
I dont know what to do, but I gotta stay true
Theres a stranger in my home
Theres a stranger in my home
And hes watching
(Yeah...Yeah...Yeah)
Theres a Strange...

From the root to the fruit
Thats where everything started at
This is Gods Act, we just act possessed