Stranger In My Home - Zion I

I’m 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' -- wasn’t 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 wasn’t 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 ain’t 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, it’s all I got

There’s a stranger in my home

And he’s watching

Yeah… Yeah…Yeah

There’s a Stranger in my home

And he’s watching

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 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 don’t know, then how could people come

Big money — neglect the hood, suburban promotion

From 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 to see

Is the way it’s looking right now, the stranger is me

There’s a stranger in my home

Infiltrating my throne

Stop messing with my crib

Won’t leave me alone

There’s a stranger, it’s danger, the call of hip-hop culture

When you’re feeling hot, when you’re not she’s a vulture

Know that we’re supposed 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 fist

I never dreamed it would come to this

There is so much to me, so they’re following me everywhere I go

I don’t know what to do, but I gotta stay true

There’s a stranger in my home

There’s a stranger in my home

And he’s watching

(Yeah…Yeah…Yeah)

There’s a Strange…

From the root to the fruit

That’s where everything started at

This is God’s Act, we just act possessed