Written/produced/mixed/performed/mastered by: CYRUS Visuals & album cover art by: CYRUS From Cyrus' debut EP, entitled 'Nightmarez': [NOW AVAILABLE ON ALL MAJOR PLATFORMS] "Self taught. Self motivated. Self made." ***Cyrus Augustus*** Copyright © 2023 Media Uncensored Worldwide For links, merch, and all things Cyrus & M.U.W. related, check out our official website: https://sites.google.com/view/mediauncensoredworldwide For booking, features, & all other business inquiries, please email us: MediaUncensoredWorldwide@gmail.com ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oaCC3AegXGQ

Written By: Cyrus Augustus Instrumental Composed By: Anno Domini Nation X Cyrus Augustus City full of cut-throats, who ain't got shit Cuz we all gotta compete for the same profit Every opportunity's fkn toxic Before we even got to puberty, learned to chop shit We live in a society permanently broke down Stuck inside a drug epidemic across the whole town It's like we're living beside a black hole now But it just leaves a shell of your body and sucks your soul down And when you try to escape, you gotta grow lots Most of us stuck in our ways, it's like a road block Ain't nobody that we could emulate or go watch No one ever gave a fuck about us, it don't stop Cuz we got nothing to do, nothing to live for We all fkd up in this bitch, most of us piss poor Learn as a youngin' that you don't get what you wish for And you gotta stay sharp, like the end of a pitch fork When you live in the dark, you try to walk but you can't see Surrounded by pitfalls, coming up as a bad seed Learning to live off the junkies and crack fiends And half of the young girls, just wanna be trap queens We all stuck, trying to fill up a whole void Generation after generation of us, with no voice You can try to get rid of it, but there really is no point Whatever it is is in us, so call me a Broke Boi You got vices, you know we got dope boy What you need, know we got it on the low boy But no matter how much the money grow boy Y'all know, I'ma always be a Broke Boi Live your life dangling from a rope boy Cuz we coming from the land of no hope boy But whatever, cuz wherever that I go boy Lord knows, that I'll always be a Broke Boi Cuz even though we fkd up, we always go hard But we ain't got no direction, so we don't go far Unless we headed to prison, the shit is so dark And they must be waiting for me to set it, because there's no bar But that's ok, cuz Cyrus about to change that When I put PEMBROKE in big letters across the dang map I spit a flow like Berettas, and when a tank blasts And we already to broken for us to break bad The young hustlers put in work for the H.A. The overlords of our world, you do what they say We living a life full of pain, it's hard to maintain Caught up in a storm and the rain is like an A.K. The sound of sirens, a crimson sky is the backdrop The scent of seduction and satan is the mascot People devoting their fkn life to a crack rock Only existing so they can get it and blast off It's like we're stuck in a Nightmare And you gotta be ready, the devil's not gonna fight fair The smell of death and purple smoke in the night air Where the kids might witness and overdose from a high chair Where PTSD is the most common affliction Coming in at a close 2nd is always addiction It's a wonder we still grow, in these rotten conditions Gotta climb up that hill, by sticking to your convictions You got vices, you know we got dope boy What you need, know we got it on the low boy But no matter how much the money grow boy Y'all know, I'ma always be a Broke Boi Live your life dangling from a rope boy Cuz we coming from the land of no hope boy But whatever, cuz wherever that I go boy Lord knows, that I'll always be a Broke Boi City full of zombies, and fkn snakes too There's not a side of this town you can escape to They just keep dragging me down, I gotta break through They just keep fkn with Cyrus, you gotta make due You gotta become efficient, you gotta wise up You gotta stick to the mission, and fkn rise up You gotta play your position, and fkn put up with the heat When you bake in the kitchen, you got 'em fired up You gotta carry the torch, and get 'em all lit You gotta win their support, and keep a strong grip Fuck that OG status, you on some DON shit Now everybody know you the baddest, you got a long list Of things you got to accomplish, you gotta stand tall Just don't put up with the nonsense, wait for the fastball And when you see it just hit it, so fkn hard That these people never even forget it, this is your one shot Better get 'em pumped up with it, better give it all you got And never get sucked up in it, until your lungs rot And you become some spirit, you gotta keep motivating the people, With your fkd up lyrics, you got the flow boy You need to travel the lands, you gotta keep fighting with a passion Giving your raps to the fans, but it's my home boy Y'all may see a hole in the ground, but it's where I'm from motherfucker And I'm holding it down, cuz I'm a Broke Boi You got vices, you know we got dope boy What you need, know we got it on the low boy But no matter how much the money grow boy Y'all know, I'ma always be a Broke Boi Live your life dangling from a rope boy Cuz we coming from the land of no hope boy But whatever, cuz wherever that I go boy Lord knows, that I'll always be a Broke Boi (CHORUS X2) ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9En2vHu1y7g