it be That the stranger is me Have I changed so drastically? Is it I want more for me? And you remain the same There's a stranger in my house It took
little Strange, Strange, Just a little strange A little wild and dangerous and slightly derranged Strange, strange, don't you ever change 'Cause everybody out there gets a little Strange, Strange
Passing stranger you don't know how longingly I looked upon you you must be he I was seeking or she I was seeking I have somewhere surely lived a life
're playin' games How much longer must I tolerate this madness? Strange, I can't get over it Strange, I can't get around it Strange, I can't get over it Strange, I can't get around it And it's looking mighty strange
, I am one, b-but the crazy thing is I began one A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six nigga Big house, long hallways,
, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the Bentley? Is it my house or maybe its
1, 2, 1, 2 Yeah, y'all can hear me Make the drumming sound, yeah Let's ride, yeah, yeah Be clear, we here lights out Eat here, sleep here, my house Rhyme
much taller With a crisp endorsement From the C.C.A.A. Booty Patrol She's so meta Reference Stendhal Shares my strange urge To smash a window in every house
, bodies hit the deck As I commence to wreck Eject another clip and drip sweat Face of danger, increasin' anger Point blank, I smoke another stranger
my back yard and then I'll eat lunch 'Cause I don't give a fuck about you or him or her Whenever I'm in the house a death just might occur Is this real
how this is goin' down Shit's real fucked up You know the house down the street Where the kids are And every day They seem to have a new scar Something strange
The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Bronx Style Bob is in the house
hymnal I have found my angel Ah, ah, oh, she walks upon the ground It's cut, cut, cutting me down On an empty can I'm a stranger in a strange, strange
I stopped by your house just the other day Caught just a glimpse as you drove away You looked really cool with your hair that way I tried to pretend
knelt down beside said 'can I share your pillow?' I rolled over and I said ‘well hchello hchello...’ Some like money making some like cars and some like the houses
goes three, three, two, two, one, one MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house With Beastie
dark and cold. I find find peace of mind, cause I have you to hold. When were sound asleep, And we're breathing slow. Angels up above, And the devil below. House
sorrow? Born to beg a coat against the storm? Will he want a house with marble pillars? And fire of a night to keep him warm? And if a stranger comes