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Haystak

Genres: Hip-Hop

Different Kinda Lady Lyrics - Haystak

She was the prom queen, the world was hers 

With a wave of her hand, whispered words 

Hearts broken by her abilities 

Addicted to the sweetness of a gentle kiss 

Lost in a search for something she might never find 

Never know if she don't try, the results will come in time 

No time to smell the roses, let alone slow dance 

Too many bad memories of forgotten romance 

She walked out slammed the door 

Damn him, she didn't need him 

A child game she had to cloth him feed him 

Alone after so long gave up hope 

Convinced all men were abusive 

Undependable heathens and sold dope 

Mister right wasn't coming 

A fact that she would have to face 

She didn't have no time to waste, she had a man to raise 

No man to chase, sick of living in this blasted place 

No time to sit around weeping like a basket case 

Her son made it all worthwhile 

The only man that got to see her smile 

She reminisced about her lifestyle before the baby came 

She did what responsible people do, she changed 

 

She's a different kinda lady 

She's not often understood 

She's a different kinda lady 

She's not often understood 

 

She was my best friend, my playmate 

Moved in next door just before the first grade 

We ran foot races, climb trees, caught insects 

Before money and sex, powder and x 

Before popularity came so crucial 

She had love and the feeling was mutual 

We used to cut our feet barefooted in chipped glass 

Now we blow smoke as we skip class 

New friends came, and with them came change 

The pressure was all, would lil mama maintain 

She began to drift away, the distance between us grew wider 

Didn't have to speak to me, I could see the hurt inside her 

I hear the words out of her mouth 

But they don't reflect what she really feel 

I've seen the smile before I know it isn't real 

Artificial happiness, superficial friends 

A nonstop whirl wind, when will it all end 

Her eyes roll back, she began to convulse 

They searched for a heartbeat, but she had no pulse 

Autopsy results show she mixed powder and downers 

And none of her new friends were around her 

When her family found her, but a 

 

She's a different kinda lady 

She's not often understood 

She's a different kinda lady 

She's not often understood 

 

She was a young girl seventeen, if I recollect correctly 

A baby with a baby, that baby was me 

She worked everyday still it wasn't enough 

World was rough, ol' girl was tough 

Drop me off in the morning 

Come back and get me in the afternoon 

Free spirits lost being guided by the moon 

Used to take me to church, try to make me a man 

But hard times put drastic changes in plan 

She was out there, every time she got up, she fell again 

In love with a bastard, stay in and out the pen 

Alcoholic addict, never tried to change himself 

Beat her to a pulp, and make her blame herself 

I tried to talk to her, mama you don't have to stay 

Just pack your bags and go, you can walk away 

She tell me about this pain, hoping I'd never experience it 

Baby boy love is some serious shit, I pray for change 

Eventually it came, like rays of light after days of rain 

She turned her life around, walked away never to return 

Still tempted by the fire, just tired of being burned 

 

She's a different kinda lady 

She's not often understood 

She's a different kinda lady 

She's not often understood 

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