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Head or Tail Video (MV)




Performed By: Crave
Length: 3:41
Written by: Jonathan Katsav, Jonathan Zion




Crave - Head or Tail Lyrics




Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to yo hood
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to your home

Driving back from hell
It smells like sulfure in my car
Got a thirst to satisfy
Imma stop here I need gas
Imma get coffee first
So I'm creepin up the store
In the mirror got no face
Do u want some laughing gas?
In the car I'm burning down
Like a snake deep underground
Look in my eyes i'm burning down
Never alone cause I see Deads

I Ain't got no 6 senses
But triple 6 teeth in my wrist
I Ain't got no 6 senses
But triple sex im gonna feast

I watch spectrums turnin'round me
I watch spectrums turnin'round

Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to yo hood
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to your home

I met the Devil at his crib
Back from hell with a cone
Imma smoke it real slow
Then I'm gonna flip a coin
Head or tail, tail or head
I know you tryna runaway
I like the way you tryna breath
But I'll turn yo blood cold
Ain't got nothing left to loose
If I want I choose the noose
But the noose is when you loose
Loosing nah nah dis I snooz
Head or tail, tail or head
I know you tryna runaway
I like the way you tryna breath
But I'll turn yo blood cold
I'll turn yo blood cold
I'll turn to blood cold
I'll turn yo blood cold
I'll turn yo blood cold
OK

Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to yo hood
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to your home
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Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to yo hood
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to your home

Driving back from hell
It smells like sulfure in my car
Got a thirst to satisfy
Imma stop here I need gas
Imma get coffee first
So I'm creepin up the store
In the mirror got no face
Do u want some laughing gas?
In the car I'm burning down
Like a snake deep underground
Look in my eyes i'm burning down
Never alone cause I see Deads

I Ain't got no 6 senses
But triple 6 teeth in my wrist
I Ain't got no 6 senses
But triple sex im gonna feast

I watch spectrums turnin'round me
I watch spectrums turnin'round

Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to yo hood
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to your home

I met the Devil at his crib
Back from hell with a cone
Imma smoke it real slow
Then I'm gonna flip a coin
Head or tail, tail or head
I know you tryna runaway
I like the way you tryna breath
But I'll turn yo blood cold
Ain't got nothing left to loose
If I want I choose the noose
But the noose is when you loose
Loosing nah nah dis I snooz
Head or tail, tail or head
I know you tryna runaway
I like the way you tryna breath
But I'll turn yo blood cold
I'll turn yo blood cold
I'll turn to blood cold
I'll turn yo blood cold
I'll turn yo blood cold
OK

Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to yo hood
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road
Creepin up the road, bitch
I'm coming to your home
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Writer: Jonathan Katsav, Jonathan Zion
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