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LaVey

Anton Szandor LaVey (born Howard Stanton Levey; April 11, 1930 – October 29, 1997) was an American author, musician, and Satanist. He was the founder of the Church of Satan and the religion of Satanism. He authored several books, including The Satanic Bible, The Satanic Rituals, The Satanic Witch, The Devil's Notebook, and Satan Speaks! In addition, he released three albums, including The Satanic Mass, Satan Takes a Holiday, and Strange Music. He played a minor on-screen role and served as technical advisor for the 1975 film The Devil's Rain and served as host and narrator for Nick Bougas' 1989 mondo film Death Scenes.LaVey was the subject of numerous articles in news media throughout the world, including popular magazines such as Look, McCall's, Newsweek, an… more »

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We'll ride around
Ayo
Uh
I ain't never been on some shit like this before
Yeah, whaddup Tim Allen

We'll ride around, we'll ride around
We'll ride around six deep
I haven't found, I haven't found
I haven't found no sleep
Gon' f*ck around, gon' f*ck around
Don't hear no sound, six feet down under
Got myself caught all up in a blunder
We'll ride around, we'll ride around
We'll ride around six deep
I haven't found, I haven't found
I haven't found no sleep
Gon' f*ck around, gon' f*ck around
Don't hear no sound, six feet down under
Got myself caught all up in a blunder

Uh
Save me
Yeah I'm falling off of the wagon
Aye yuh
Aye yuh
Bitch, mmm
Hate me
Even when the winter coming back in
Yah, yah, yah
Bitch, aye
Play me
Like Elden Ring, all them runes you be stacking
Yuh, yuh
Uh, bitch
Say please
Whenever you want to come back and check in
Oh, I'm packing up

We'll ride around, we'll ride around
We'll ride around six deep
I haven't found, I haven't found
I haven't found no sleep
Gon' f*ck around, gon' f*ck around
Don't hear no sound, six feet down under
Got myself caught all up in a blunder
We'll ride around, we'll ride around
We'll ride around six deep
I haven't found, I haven't found
I haven't found no sleep
Gon' f*ck around, gon' f*ck around
Don't hear no sound, six feet down under
Got myself caught all up in a blunder
Blunder blunder blunder
Aye

I wish I could sing myself to sleep
I'm creeping in my mind, I find I'm digging deep
I'm tired of the rewinding, I am one to defeat
I gotta just keep reminded, I am to live and breathe
Honestly, i'ma be
Whatever I wanna be
We pioneering this scene
I'm feigning for me some weed
A Dutch, backwood, or Game
I'll roll up and spark a flame
Get deep and peep in yo brain
Just tell me what you afraid of
Wanna fight me, have sex, bite me
I told a Pisces he can't get it
What a sight, B
Suck dick, hyphee
I'm in the hood, lookin good, where the pipe be
I see a muhh fucka, creeping, in my sight, see
All these demons creeping round, sip my Hi-C
I don't worry bout them muhh fuckas, lightly
I be wondering around in my town in a white T

We'll ride around, we'll ride around
We'll ride around six deep
I haven't found, I haven't found
I haven't found no sleep
Gon' f*ck around, gon' f*ck around
Don't hear no sound, six feet down under
Got myself caught all up in a blunder
We'll ride around, we'll ride around
We'll ride around six deep
I haven't found, I haven't found
I haven't found no sleep
Gon' f*ck around, gon' f*ck around
Don't hear no sound, six feet down under
Got myself caught all up in a blunder

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