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CLOCKS
Alternative Rap
CLOCKS was released on November 11, 2025 by Fleetwood Huey as a part of the album ICARUS
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AlbumICARUS
Release DateNovember 11, 2025
LabelFleetwood Huey
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fleetwood Huey
Fleetwood Huey
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fleetwood Huey
Fleetwood Huey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brendan Michael Hoy/Arcane Beats
Brendan Michael Hoy/Arcane Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Tell me who the fuck am I supposed to be
Confessing all my wrongs through this rosary
Hanging by a clip putting holes in me
It feels like everybody wants a dose of me
Tell me who the fuck am I supposed to be
If every man's a king, there's no royalty
I just press record, re-live my memories
If you singing every word, then take a toke for me
I'm all the way up tonight
All the way up
All the way up tonight
All the way up
All the way up tonight
All the way up
I'm all the way up tonight
All the way up
All the way up
And they say
They say that I'm going
To make it out
Where I belong
And I just sit here
By the phone
Let the clocks tick away
Let the clocks tick away
Run a hundred miles
And a **** still running
Tried to hold me down
But a **** kept gunning
Hold a hundred rounds
And it still means nothing
Posted in the town
Fresh tee mean mugging
Washed by the rain
And my hands still cupping
Relatively distant everybody be my cousin
They all need something man
They all need something
But nobody around
When them cheques stop coming
They say It's my fault
I've been damned from the start
They say they want what sells
Don't give a fuck about the art
I never been to jail
Shot a **** through the heart
This rap game's a play
And I ain't playing any part
Where's the results
Where's the applause?
Where's the pill popping lines up in your bars?
You ain't got a sick whip
With the ceiling full of stars
You ain't got a reputation
That's gon' set your ass apart
Listen and reflect
They want to be who you are
But who the fuck am I?
I don't know man, what's the time?
Had to realize
There's some truth within my lies
Can't be surprised, when the walls all collide
Keep my insides out on the surface
This for your eyes, And
I've been swinging by a rope
Like I'm Tarzan
Trying not to lose hope
Or let my tire spin
But it's hard when it's stuck in the mud
And I can never ever be what you want
Tell me who the fuck am I supposed to be
Confessing all my wrongs through this rosary
Hanging by a clip putting holes in me
It feels like everybody wants a dose of me
Tell me who the fuck am I supposed to be
If every man's a king, there's no royalty
I just press record, re-live my memories
If you singing every word, then take a toke for me
I'm all the way up tonight
All the way up
All the way up tonight
All the way up
All the way up tonight
All the way up
I'm all the way up tonight
All the way up
All the way up
They say
They say that I'm going
To make it out
Where I belong
And I just sit here
By the phone
Let the clocks tick away
Let the clocks tick away
Written by: Fleetwood Huey
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