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This song was written the last night of the  @PremierTwo  subathon. It featured  @Nathxn.  as the late night host who actually premiered this for the sleep gang. The sleep gang were the folks who stayed up all night during the Subathon - a stream that ran for 5 days straight while Premier Two Pete slept. We played VODs, games, shared laughs and in general just had fun waiting for Pete to wake up. When the subathon was coming to an end it had this bittersweet feeling to it. Like we were going to miss the comradery of being a late night crew together. So I decided to write a song before the late night shift ended to capture the feeling of that moment. Nathan was kind enough to Premier it for the sleep gang folks right before Pete woke up. It was a nice send off and salute to folks who hung around keeping the stream going during the wee hours of the night. 

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The Sleep Gang (feat. Premier Two)

The Sleep Gang ( Feat. Premier Two )

How Many Times ⭐ [LILLIAN Vers.]

iLLUMINAUGHTY (Eff Primo x Ivory 2020 x KUPO 8000) - TRAP DOOR (Prod. Ivory 2020)

Yousaidforeverr - Im With It (and Youre Not) (prod By Koilake)

Produced by Mahtay: https://traktrain.com/mahtay

2024

Same bullshit, roll in with a new look/
Paintjob, same number in the blue book/
Car knocks but the wheels still spinning/
Rolling outta the shop, bucktooth still grinning/

In the mirror I been staring at somebody’s face/
Teeth yellow, all my pimples in a different place/
Trees sprouting from the spots that I forget to shave/
Counting every new grey since yesterday/
I guess a crow has been dancing under my eyes/
I stare into the abyss and wonder at how I’m alive/
I’m checking up on a cyst, it's multiplying in size/
Whenever I take a piss the color is a surprise/
Besides, forget the vibes, I remember when I fell off/
I was digging silver spoons in my cell walls/
I was picking at my face during lunch break/
Pale skin gotta wonder how the sun tastes/
Half baked so the eyes are red/
Locks lacking any color and the ends are dead/
I was gonna take a shower, took a pill instead/
My brains doing no better, shoulda stayed in bed/

Maybe it's the LED lights, that’s what I tell myself/
But when I look in my eyes, I wanna kill myself/
It’s always such a surprise, like I’m in decent health/
Maybe a burger and fries could offer me some help/
Get me the dentist and the lasik man/
And the Botox guy with a basic plan/
Maybe all the kings horses and all the kings men/
Can put this four out of ten back together again/
Spinach in my teeth, blood in my gums/
Ache in every different place, got a hatred for fun/
Every fingernail is ingrown, sleeping in sludge/
I found maggots in the fridge, call it dinner for one/
Sleep is in my eyes only in the daytime/
Nose hair creeping down my face like a grape vine/
Watching every dream disappear with my hairline/
Never leave the house again, it's sounding like a great time/

Give me a message from the heavens above/
One day I woke up with a face only a mother could love/
They put a bag over my head and said it fits like a glove/
In agony, give all my cavities a bubblegum scrub/
I think I mighta saw the future, I was fighting with dementia/
Sick and scratching at my sutures, steady choking on my dentures/
Locked away inside a building that my family never enters/
Even if they came to visit, it’s not like I would remember/
I’m freezing in December chills, staring at my wrinkled nose/
Keep the socks on, not exactly twinkle toes/
Got an ember in my muscle and some broken bones/
Only member in my bubble left the hell alone/
When all the kids are laughing at your jacket or your missing tooth/
Tell em with a passion little bastard, I was laughing too/
Couple years have passed and now I’m gassed, lost a step or two/
Like they used to say to me, this shit's gonna happen to you/

Paintjob

2024
Produced by Maytay:

https://traktrain.com/mahtay

Hit the blunt, pass it back/
Hold it til the mind relax/
Night goes black, and the wall clock spins back/
Sip a forty, pass it back/
Habits in the cabbage patch/
Night goes black, hanging with the same alley cats/

Couple of useless bums, but it’s the truth to us/
Setting our minds free, letting the body rust/
All of our quirks aside, all of us hurt inside/
Trading our youthful years, for something worth our time/
Some old house or a hill in the back yard/
United by a small town, left us all scarred/
But life is always hard, nothing's ever that simple/
Freedom was 16, ripped jeans and bare essentials/
Always was temperamental, troubled with so much potential/
My friends have always stood by me, never judgmental/
The people you can trust, cus all we had was us/
Smoke a couple blunts and laugh until we sober up/
And write some poetry, that place was home to me/
Dead if I never left, that’s where I’m supposed to be/
I'm glad to know a couple people that can make me laugh/
Only got a couple hours homie, pass me that/

Nothing but wasted youth, searching for jaded truth/
Trying to bite our tongues, until we chipped a tooth/
We couldn’t let it out, so then we let the world inside/
Ostracized, we done watched our twenties pass us by/
I don’t feel no remorse, I proudly closed those doors/
Coping with only hoping, universe would steer the course/
And only after 30 years am I feeling grown/
My only home, I know I gotta to let those feelings go/
But when I feel alone, know there’s somewhere I can go/
Get in my zone and forget that I’m posed to hold my own/
I guess it’s just the normal stresses of adulthood/
The time economy’s got me treading the lost woods/
All good, we just take the days, they come and go/
The world is grey enough, we tryna add some color tho/
And maybe know a couple people that could make ya laugh/
Only got a couple hours homie, pass me that/

Nothing but borrowed time, get thru tomorrow fine/
Living tonight until my soul can disconnect my mind/
Movies for the blind and ride until the sun decides/
To wake us up and make a buck as if it’s by design/
I feel my soul divide, leave me in a reckless state/
Life is a hopeless bind, feed me something fat and fake/
I need a fast escape, lungs are filled with broken words/
I need a path to take, I’m puffing on the hopeless herb/
The world is so absurd, searching for a pointless truth/
All the lines are blurred, something for the boys to do/
And when they lie to you, like you don’t know the truth/
Paint all the roses blue, sky is a grayish hue/
Find a place you can return back to your childhood/
Find a way to reignite when it was all good/
And maybe know a couple people that could make ya laugh/
Only got a couple hours homie, pass me that/

Alley Cats

2024

Produced by Mahtay:

https://traktrain.com/mahtay

Lyrics:

Grind better but we still don’t have shit/
Coffee and pills til I feel fantastic/
Trend setters in the company of bad kids/
They need a pill til they feel fantastic/
No memory of anything my past did/
Just feed em pills til they feel fantastic/
Stomach hurting from the microplastics/
Another pill and I feel fantastic/

Another spectacle, a vegetable that’s lost in time/
A couple chemicals had crossed my mind/
I was menace like the rest of you, now old and wise/
And so I’m begging you to check your views, guard your spine/
Get a rise from other people, wanna pass some judgement?/
More Christ, less Christopher Columbus/
That knife in your back with my thumbprints/
I really wish we’d move past that dumb shit/
But I don’t make the rules, frankly homie nor do you/
Cry another river til you drown inside your kiddie pool/
Slicing em like Sweeney Todd, I can make a Sydney swoon/
I don’t even gotta try, I would prolly hate me too/
The radio blaring greatest hits/
While the highspeed finds me the greatest tits/
Know it won’t be rhymes that’ll make me rich/
But I still make time just write this shit/

Another lost soul floating into purgatory/
Don’t knock if you’ve heard this story/
One shot, gun cocked with a major warning/
Only made a pit stop for the gold and glory/
And every morning is a hapless haze/
Till I take another pill to get the chills away/
From another late night in the hall of shame/
To another date night with the ball and chain/
What a game, I’m getting sick of this, kiss you while I slit my wrist/
Living like a walking ghost, prolly won’t admit to this/
Tell me where you think this goes, watch me while I sit and spin/
Tell it to some stupid hoe, repeat it to my therapist/
We in this til the bitter end/
You don’t gotta play nice, can you just pretend/
We don’t wanna have fights so we twist and bend/
And play dead til the square fits the circle again/

Another love song, torn into mess of fibers/
I’m gone, something’s dead inside her/
If it felt so wrong, why’s my bed in tatters/
If they wanna hold on, nothings said that matters/
The headless actor wanna flip the script/
If you want him so bad you can have him, bitch/
You were running so fast, almost sad you tripped/
Know that when you look back it’s all making sense/
Put an honest chip on his bending shoulders/
Like his confidence is his worst disorder/
A pauper prince dishing vicious orders/
Found your fingerprints live within his borders/
Soul is tortured, woe is all me/
Heart is cornered, I’m a hopeless zombie/
Day by day see faith’s beyond reach/
Pray, wanna change, taste brains in my teeth/

Fantastic

A Little Too (On the Brightside) (prod by RRAREBEAR)

Produced by Masked Man:

https://traktrain.com/masked-man-peace

Lyrics:

Neighbors fighting thru the walls, I can hear em/
Someone else had got involved and now it’s all a wash/
All that time is gone, disappear it all, cannot be resolved//
Then I, heard him just explain it all away/
Talking like it’s just another day/
Nah, I’d never do that to you bae/
It’s all in your head, this is so insane/
And the loud voices drift off and a lightswitch then flicks off//
Take my ear back from the thin wall til the next night when it kicks off//
When a pin falls I can hear not, when that whore comes I’m in earshot//
Then she peels off and the door locks, til his wife’s home then it’s gunshots//

The ups and the downs, the wrongs the rights/
I pray for that couple like every night/
I think of something I could say to his wife/
Or pull him aside, to give him advice/
I don’t/…
There’s milk in the coffee, there’s booze in the kitchen/
The neighbors are fighting, I don’t wanna listen/
They both go to sleep and I start reminiscing/
I made some decisions I don’t wanna own/
They make me a person I don’t wanna be/
I’m out of that prison and now that I’m grown/
This shit got me hurting, disturbing my peace/
I’m grabbing the bottle, I’m twisting the cap/
I dream of tomorrow and sip from the glass/
I’m watching a brother that slipped thru the cracks/
They live in the present, I’m stuck in the past/

You’re dealing with loss, there’s nothing to win/
You’re wearing a cross, it’s burning your skin/
You gotta move on, you let it dissolve/
You’re trapped in those walls, its all paper thin/
Missing back when I could hear em fight/
Thinking maybe he could make it right/
Prolly down another bottle, bitter pill to swallow when you sleep alone at night/
And it’s alright til it’s all wrong and it’s all fights til she moves on/
Hit the gin right til it’s midnight hit the bed right but it’s not warm/
No time to recover, you’re facing it now/
He’s calling your number, he’s pacing around/
He’s pouring another, he falls to the ground/
Neighbors knocking telling me to keep it down/

The Neighbors

Produced by MaskedMan:

https://traktrain.com/masked-man-peace

Lyrics:

Me and my best friends headed for dead ends/
Boutta write that very last message and hit send/
Worry bout some drama if you tryna be misled/
I got some bigger problems than whatever some bitch said/

I guess I’m pissing everybody in the world off/
Ain’t ya daddy teach ya how to treat a girl, dawg?/
I’m in the basement, basically braindead/
Tryna get some girl to drop the knives like I’m K-Fed/
Ay man, learn to love yourself, that’s when freedom comes/
Thru the sickness and the health, I wish you peace and love/
I wish it was as simple as all that/
Now I got some karma in my future like Mallrats/
Aw snap, I get it, I’m not committed/
Ground unstable, I fall back, I didn’t/
Misunderstood, so wave to the critics/
I came for the good, but stayed for the riddance, huh/
I’m on that trash heap, sleep in the back seat/
Paid wage slave, made of liquor and caffeine/
Cradle to the grave, which is quicker to catch sleep/
Neck is to the blade, might be quicker to blast me, blam/

There’s my collection of the women that I used to love/
You acting out for the attention, ain’t give you enough/
Even throughout all the madness, I owe you a hug/
Shoulders heavy like I’m Atlus and I’m bout to shrug/
Forget the drugs, a buzz or a little fame/
Baby I was born with the mic like my middle name/
I penetrate your brittle frame like bullets thru a dinner plate/
I’ll fold a rapper in half then put him back just to set him straight/
I’m on that bad luck, ads at the gas pump/
Pinning all my problems on my past cus my dad sucked/
Tryna a hitch ride inside the back of a Mack truck/
Tryna catch a high, rock bottom me back up/
Aw shucks, never knew the mirror was the face the evil/
Closer than I may appear to all my favorite people/
Never learned to face the fears that made me flick the needle/
Now I’m chasing all those wasted years like lemme write the sequel/

Bigger Problems

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Hiya! CamBomb here, thank you for dropping my my humble abode. I hope you can stay a while and listen to a few of my tunes :)

Who am I you ask? I'm a full time dad who is attempting to write music in between taking care of 2 kids, so somewhere between 1 and 4 hours a day I'd estimate of free time a day at this point.

I'm hoping that I can make enough money with my music writing hobby here to actually pay for day care and some of the costs of my kids. Any support is greatly appreciated my friend! Whether its just listening and enjoying, maybe consider following or subscribing on your favorite music service =D I listed a bunch in the links section, but you can find me on: Apple music, Spotify, Amazon, etc... pretty much all music streaming services you'll be able to find me =D

Thank you again for dropping by, and I hope you enjoy the tunes as much as I did in writing them! Take care my friend!
-CamBomb

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