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aj mcloughlin - last place lyrics

[verse one: aj mcloughlin]

i’m in last place!
oh f+ck, please have grace
you know what?
f+ck the race!
i’ll light you up in flames
and if your expecting good grades
buying designer shades
your a b+tech aids
i had low stakes
drown in the waves
you’ll get beat up in the rain
i don’t need that pace
as the hate breaks
this my new ass phase
now i don’t need the face
middle name is james
your bars old like the slaves
you may praise but you never ever been mates
i’ve got vеnom in my motherf+cking veins
in the sky i f+cking gazе
in his final words i found an ace
tie up your f+cking lace
and if that’s all it motherf+cking takes
i’ve got my own self to save
just hope that the dog is safe
and i am not religious, atheist no faith
this album, like landing the one+eight
now man try to follow my trace
and here i am, blaze!
[3rd verse: xallo]

and i’m last place
build up your grave
cos’ seems you waking your final days
make me one of the f+cking greats
this is to embrace
but nowadays, he retaliates
god, hope the dog is safe
but i’m in motherf+cking last place!

[verse 2: john j. downey]

he said that he rather put the pump to his face
the corporations would never be in this place
i get that work from my face
because i don’t feel in place
looking for them better days
labels are thrown all over the place
give players plenty sp+ce
on that ciroc, runnin this place
i’m turned up, i can’t feel my face when i’m with you
l.o.l you say but i love it, yeah yeah l.o.l. you say but i love it!
temperature rising i’m heating the place
henny in my cup don’t need no chase
teach you that’s there’s, no second place
and i got them gold bottles, first place
move like i’m walking with an open case
like you know you’re place
caught in a maze
non+fictional is my dog like go fetch
yo, you little stich her’s better check my french
yellin and merk off fat dog food purina
make her surrender &reconsider real trigga!
man i spit that pimp talk
call me a b+tch call me a dog
everyone looking to me like i had it made dog
couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top
only real stitch her’s stay on top
you are the snow p+ssed on by my dog
looking at your money
these dog b+tches hungry
i scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk
you foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog
im still the slum dog, millionaire
she tried to call home mom dukes ain’t care
[4th verse: xallo]

and i’m last place
build up your grave
cos’ seems like your waking your final days
make me one of the f+cking greats
this is to embrace
but nowadays, he retaliates
god, hope the dog is safe
but i’m in motherf+cking last place!

- aj mcloughlin lyrics

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