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barry pablo - eureka ii lyrics

[intro]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, aye, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, look
barry!

[verse 1]
rap is just blowing off steam like conducting a train
we should not care about money or fame
material things is what’s conquered the brain
of adolescent due to mad obsession of the game
money and b+tches and beats galore
rollie watches is the one they adore
2004 to two+oh+two+three (three, three, three)
open your ear if you know who i be
barry p also known as don castro (castro)
flow is so smooth we calling it the cash flow (cash flow)
girls and me under covers, donnie brasco (brasco)
f+cking her fast though like (fast though)
wally west
if you be having a tier list then i am probably the best (true)
that’s intuition cause i’m just getting started
keeping my sanity, keep that sh+t guarded, oof (yuh, yuh)
hit after hit, barry pablo nick bosa
love for my swag like my first name was sosa (woah)
my name in her mouth like she talking chismosa, oof (what, what)
eating samosa’s and doing the most
we like money and jewelry we ain’t supposed to be doing this sh+t like we doing this sh+t we like oof
[break]
yuh

[verse 2]
i’m just a hopeless romantic, searching with the l+st (l+st, l+st)
dopamine hitting every time, a rush (rush, rush)
the feeling’s amazing, words could barely touch (touch, touch)
i write down my thoughts in hope of an embrace
from the game, a reward (‘ward)
recognize my sword (sword)
penning my thoughts like a madman (crazy)
while i carry the trap like a bagman (bag)
superman, clark kent (woosh!)
you the man? not yet (boom)
worldwide what we pray for
but for now it’s hayward to vallejo (pray)
oakland to sf
put up your hood wherever it’s the best (put that sh+t up)
i don’t care what people say
all i need is my people from the bay (heart of the bay)
rap to make money, i’ve joined the ploy (what)
sneak in this sh+t like my kingdom is troy (troy)
rattle some cages, making some noise (noise)
f+ck being poised, bow to the boy (yuh)
hayward my city, that’s 9 to the 4 to the 5 to the 4 to the 5 (4 to the what)
jump in this sh+t from the floor to the sky (floor to the sky)
as long as i’m winning there’s more to provide, yuh

- barry pablo lyrics

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