All Alone Haystak
"All Alone" by Haystak, released in 2001, is a #HipHop song that explores themes of loneliness, struggle, and resilience. The lyrics convey feelings of isolation and the search for connection amidst hardship. Unique elements include a raw, emotional delivery and a blend of Southern rap influences. The song resonates with listeners facing similar challenges, marking its impact in the underground hip-hop scene.
[Intro]
Ah co- ah co-, ah come on
You are not the only one
Going thru what your going thru, you know what I'm saying?
[Haystak]
Ah come on, ah come on
I don't give a fuck what position you find yourself in
Just find security knowing somewhere else
Someone else is going through the same struggles you are right now
And it's probably me
[Verse 1]
I remember December, middle of a bitter winter
Ass on the trunk, feet swinging by the fenders
Arguing with you in the freezing cold
I was wrong, but you ain't have to leave me though
Out here, fucked up, all alone
And what I really wanna say is come on, come home
But I got this load on me
Couldn't be worse than my mama died or my main homie told on me
Hold me grand mama, standing in front of her house
Tears trickle on my cheek, down onto her blouse
And I realize now, that once she's gone
I'm a truly know the meaning ah being alone when I'm
Ah co- ah co-, ah come on
You are not the only one
Going thru what your going thru, you know what I'm saying?
[Haystak]
Ah come on, ah come on
I don't give a fuck what position you find yourself in
Just find security knowing somewhere else
Someone else is going through the same struggles you are right now
And it's probably me
[Verse 1]
I remember December, middle of a bitter winter
Ass on the trunk, feet swinging by the fenders
Arguing with you in the freezing cold
I was wrong, but you ain't have to leave me though
Out here, fucked up, all alone
And what I really wanna say is come on, come home
But I got this load on me
Couldn't be worse than my mama died or my main homie told on me
Hold me grand mama, standing in front of her house
Tears trickle on my cheek, down onto her blouse
And I realize now, that once she's gone
I'm a truly know the meaning ah being alone when I'm
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