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the buttons are
I'm this close
To running for the bar

Printers suck
They make no sense
I've got no luck
It runs at my expense

The printer screams
Five

wanna mingle
Dirty money straight outta the printer
Suicide doors no you cannot enter
I been balling like I'm playing for Inter

Writing these bars in

I remember back when I wrote my first bar with a crayon and piece of printer paper from my pops printer
I remember back when I was walking home

the time
Oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
I spent all my money
At that blues and bougie bar
Double whiskey and cigar
But I never made it far
On printers alley

Big fax
Said i'm pressure and he hip so He say
Big fax
Ain't got a printer so i'm Holding Onto
Big fax
Once before i said i'm goated Getting
Big

And he know where the money be
Ain't afraid to go and get it
If you with the opposition
Bars so hard I need a prison
Lockin up the competition
Ice Blang

Nashville Wimmin'

Waylon Jennings

Music Man

1980

stay home, yeah.

If the blues was booze I'd stay drunk all the time
If the blues was booze you know I'd stay drunk all the time
Hangin' round bars

oh lloyd that boy on lock today “oh lloyd“
They get the printers and recorders for what I got to say
Yeaa nigga
Ima put you in yo place
From
What I got

Girl, i'm that n***a
I don't take L's, i'm a winner 
I need me a B, just like Jigga
Said girl, i'm that n***a
And that's all facts, with no printer

a sprinter 
Watch a man ski ski when I press like a printer 
I'm articulate, particular I'm really quite meticulous 
The way I glide on to the beat it's so

shoot you with a gun made with a printer
It gets triggered every single day, so I call this stick twitter
No, I am not ketamine, but my drip makes you

clever
These bars in my head, coming out like a printer

Is you a friend of me, enemy, frenemy shooting you dead like Kennedy
You better be hiding, talking

I said one, two, three, four
Four, as in top four
Top four albums of all time
And then I rhyme, oh bars
I ride in cars
Um, Uncle Lars from Star Wars

Let It Slide

Edwin McCain

The Austin Sessions

2003

last dime,
Laid out the bartenders all in a line,
We weren't fighting, we just drank 'em out of time,
Down at Printer's Alley,

[Chorus]
So let

Ike Johnson was the showman bartender at the bar in the basement of the Southern Turf building on Printer’s Alley (now Skull’s Rainbow Room) in what

like hoody hoo
See me murder the track it’s like a masterpiece
These bars over your head like an athlete
And I'm not here for drama look like a dawnsons

in the same bar
We're heading back to your place in the same car
You run your fingers through my hair, make the wave part
Straight in with the bullseye

Hooligan

Big B

Subnoize Rats Compilation

2003

of mental problems
I'm refusin' to quit till I hit rock bottom
Addicted to cadillacs, jumbo Jacks, twelve packs and fat tracks
The local bar superstar

Nonstop

Drake

Scorpion

2018

the curtain by myself, take a look, ayy
I'm a bar spitta, I'm a hard hitta
Yeah I'm light skinned, but I'm still a dark nigga
I'm a wig splitta, I'm a tall

the heart of me, Sally G



The night life took me down to Printers Alley

Where Sally sang a song behind the bar

I ran my eyes across her as she sang

a bar spitta, I’m a hard hitta
Yeah I’m light-skinned
But I'm still a dark nigga
I'm a wig splitta, I'm a tall figure
I'm an unforgivin' wild-ass dog

Yeah Im back in my back man I just like to Bragg
Split you with bullets yeah my bars comes with mags
Tossing the flags the yellow the red the white

these bars
Yeah we close it, close it
Man down, Stand down
Come up with the plan now
You came unprepared now ya looking kinda mad now
Contemplating

Ayo I walk how I walk
And I talk like I talk
Baltimore with it
You tryna see me in the booth like wassup with it
I drop a bar after bar
Like assembly