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When the Clock Strike
Hip-Hop/Rap
When the Clock Strike was released on August 21, 2026 by Killstreak Certified as a part of the album Bandit
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AlbumBandit
Release DateAugust 21, 2026
LabelKillstreak Certified
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FiveFingersNoah
FiveFingersNoah
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Martin Brown
Noah Martin Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FiveFingersNoah
FiveFingersNoah
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Haa-haa-haa)
Rhythm, precision, got me on a mission
They be fucking up the sound, we need an intervention
Stevie Wonder, I be having inner visions
Jot your decision, home for the weekend
Clock move past fast, sharks by the deep end
Don't get it twisted, want you to envision
Brand new life, yeah, you know it come with the remix
Petro new, smoking blunts in my face
I could catch the metro, take me to the zoo or a new place
I could jump ship, you can suck dick with your truck lift
Out in Texas, got the whole city bumping
Mr. B, Mr. Freeze, got a ray gun, lil' bitch
This is not no spray tan and fuck yo' fucking Ray-Ban's
Outside working while you be twerp-ing
Blrrrt, blrrrt, you're dead, got you fucking slumping
Artist hire for work, I'ma do you worse
This carriage never been driven by a horse
This verse too real, got your head bumping
Love my city, Denton, hating, you got dents, man
Clock still ticking, got some problems to fix
Can you pass me the tape? I don't care 'bout your mix
Nazis in the scene and they be shaking hands
Catch 'em with a real burner, make 'em do a dance
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, every time I miss it (haa-haa)
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, every time that I miss it (haa-haa)
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, yeah, you know that I miss it (haa-haa)
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, yeah, you know that I miss it (haa, go)
I'ma obscure my plate, food up on the plate (aye, y'all know the sample?)
For family (I don't think y'all know this sample)
I'ma obscure my plate, food up on the plate (haha, on my plate)
I'ma- I'ma- (I'ma- I'ma)
Five fingers with the switch up, go get in your place
Lingering with the glitch tucked, keep it in my waist
All your homies nothing but dead space, whole crew waste
They be hating on my dick, go do a fucking race
From the TX, where I'm born
Ball in the basket, all I'm scoring
Presidential cabinet, yeah, we sworn
Film your dead body, shout out Maeve Thorn (blrrrt, grah)
(Aye, shout out everyone man, shout out Ahmed, shout out Zyber, everyone, I mean it)
Do my dance (hey)
Do my dance (hey)
Do my dance (hey)
Do my dance (go)
(We gon' run it back one more time, c'mon, sing it)
Rhythm, precision, got me on a mission
They be fucking up the sound, we need an intervention
Stevie Wonder, I be having inner visions
Jot your decision, home for the weekend
Clock move past fast, sharks by the deep end
Don't get it twisted, want you to envision
Brand new life, yeah, you know it come with the remix
Petro new, smoking blunts in my face
I could catch the metro, take me to the zoo or a new place
I could jump ship, you can suck dick with your truck lift
Out in Texas, got the whole city bumping
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, every time I miss it (haa-haa)
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, every time that I miss it (haa-haa)
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, yeah, you know that I miss it (haa-haa)
A-T-C-Q, can I come kick it? (haa)
Yeah, you know, baby, yeah, you know that I miss it (haa, go)
I'ma obscure my plate, food up on the plate
For my family
I'ma obscure my plate, food up on the plate
I'ma- I'ma-
Written by: Noah Martin Brown
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