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i'm afraid to face this world all alone
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A passionate, poetic emcee from Louisville, Kentucky that works with amazing producers from all across the hip-hop scene. A lover of all musical genres that fin
VISIT SUTTER CANE ON THE WEB WWW.SUTTERCANEMUSIC.NET SUPPORT THE MOVEMENT Robert Bratcher II grew up obsessed with music. In his earliest childhood memories he recalls lying on the floor in his room listening to the beautiful harmonizing on the “Beach Boys” album “Pet Sounds.” Growing up in Louisville, Kentucky as a child of the 80’s, Rob was only exposed to certain music early in life. Mostly just radio hits from Madonna, Duran Duran, New Kids On The Block, MC Hammer, and others. As he grew older he discovered the music scene outside of 80’s pop radio. Through his teen years he was heavily moved by hip-hop and grunge rock. Later on he discovered the treasures of 60’s and 70’s psychedelic rock. Rob continued to rummage through local record stores, and his parents vinyl collection, digging deeper into the world of music. Poetry was another art form that Rob became attached to at a young age. Inspired by an articulate elementary school English teacher, he found poetry tremendously moving. He began writing poems on a regular basis, and this was something he would continue to do throughout his life. By the time he was 18, Rob had fallen in love, dropped out of high school, been in quite a bit of trouble with the law, tried nearly every drug imaginable, and made every mistake a bewildered teenager can make. After a series of negative drug experiences that left him with ongoing mental torment, Rob returned to the creative languages that had touched a chord in his heart as a child. Once again he found himself infatuated with music and poetry, this time as an aspiring artist. Sutter Cane was the novelist from the film “In the Mouth of Madness.” He wrote books that caused the reader to go insane. Three years into his music career, Rob chose "Sutter Cane" as his musical alter ego. He uses music and poetry as a way to deal with life. Whether he spent the night arguing with his girlfriend, sharing beer and deep conversation with his close friends, or performing music in a local bar, you will hear about it in his songs. Honest emotions and simple analogies of life are what you will find in this music. No preaching, no bragging, and no cookie-cutter hip-hop; just sincere words and heartfelt expressions from a dreamer with good intentions and many scars CONTACT SUTTER CANE ON AIM: MSOLOIST
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Peak #1,294
Peak in subgenre #82
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Lyrics: Sutter Cane Productions: Jordan Davis
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sutter cane 2005
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March 15, 2005
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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I write and record when I’m sober Harnessing the agony I suffer when I’m drunk I’m much to shy to take the stage without at least enough to leave me With a credit card that’s overdrawn again (so irresponsible) It’s nothing new this is Clarendon’s best If you stare you can see the wear and tear in my flesh A barren nest caring less drinkin hair onto his chest Me and liquor go together like a chair and a desk (oh yea) Adam’s backyard football rain didn’t stop us 6th grade paper airplanes and poppers Lunchbox in lockers full of them sandwiches Playground kickball legs with bandages Hang each other’s backpack out the window Donkey Kong Country on Super Nintendo We consumed afternoons with these innocent games look at how we’ve changed People been beside me every step of the way From the most horrific night to the most beautiful day There is snow upon the ground as I’m driving home I’m afraid to face this world all alone I shower and shave when I’m sober Refurbishing the body that I’ll poison when I’m drunk I procrastinate to much to keep appointments But I always have excuses for when I finally arrive (I had a flat A suicide in training wheels that never graduated Still depending on the clutch to keep me steady Never ready for reality... sheltered till the last minute Passionate, frightened of the world he’ll never last in it There’s a grave that I put my past in it Ask for the butterfly effect like Ashton Passed by the passenger side of this timeline See myself reclined as I dine with fine wine No, that’s the version that I painted as kid Now I’m older and I know that it’s a lie Now I’m praying everyday that I’ll some independence And something that mine before I die
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