fuck it, that's show biz
luckily i thrive on the brink of psychosis
streetside sound got the scene & the swamp on surveillance
i'm still slingin' soundwaves until further notice

lyrical lotus
should study the way i been pushed thru the mud from the jump
but stay fly to the tip of my tongue
i'm mother, the way that i reach for the sun

can't be warm wit y'all hoes, got reptilian blood
these lil rap boys don't be talkin bout nun
i should know, fire my 2nd language
these lames addicted to validation

ione even work for the engagement
heard you been starin at blank pages since you downgraded
see, i make art cuz i'll die if i don't
you do this shit for their entertainment

it's insane ain't it? how i can no-brain it?
how i mix the sound potion so potent, serve it up to the crowd & collect payment
i got 3 in my bag plus like 8 digits
yeah, i know i sound sweet but don't play widdit
imma need you to stay out my way lil jit

my goons don't miss when they shoot, hide you in the lagoon
any beat that you send, i'll treat like a spitoon
book a gig at the beach & we'll pack out the room

i pull up to the show on a redneck pontoon
madi be rackin in backend doubloons
when she not in the stu off an 8th of the shrooms

lotus

the come up been a long time coming
 (it’s nothing)
spent a long time running by myself
now ion need no one to run it (nope)
planting hella seeds when I come in
thats the shit i reap while you stunting
got a bad lil thang from the south i be loving
same seeds from before what i Plant when I’m cumming
I’ma stand on ten you bitches stand on nothing
Y’all playing them games, the boards what im wanting
and I get what I crave (I do)
get pissed gimme hate 
Talk shit all day
(Blahsayblah)
I’ma still do my thang
Artist,
promoter   
producer
and manager
step to the king
and you boys best sandle up
get comfy you gon be here a while
john and kate plus 8 all you kids is my child
Waaaaaahhh
thats fatherhood 
they hate what i do but its for they own good
thats fatherhood
ou, ay
thats fatherhood,
ou, ay
thats fatherhood
it’s a tough job but somebody gotta do it,
thats fatherhood,
ou ay, 
thats fatherhood
thats fatherhood

I had a rough upbringing myself
pops left me and ma on our own before i could ask for help
(So sad)
so when them boys throwing stones
i don’t shout or yell
(I don’t)
put em in timeout
they can cry by they selves
(Wahhh)
thats fatherhood 
they hate what i do but its for they own good
thats fatherhood
thats fatherhood,
it’s a damn tough job but somebody gotta do it,
thats fatherhood,
thats fatherhood

thats father hood
get no recognition for the work but it pay off
thats father hood
when you doin the job mane there ain’t no days off
thats fatherhood
thats fatherhood

Fatherhood

The Hidden Hand (Fame)

an intermission joint from my upcoming hyperglitch rap album "flow state"

concept: a pop-up ad for Madi Jade Beats appears and crashes your system

1 of 1 can't copy my steelo
streetside shot caller ballin no free throw
if you tryna drop fire like a heatstroke
cop an MJ beat, i swear i got the cheat code
can't do a feature for less than a c note
make my enemies shake with the weight of my keystroke 

Hold Us Down

Ballad of Profit in Loss (Beautiful Soul)

Brace yourself (Blown by the wind)

Individuation

The Hidden Hand (Has the Power)

666-666-666 (Call me)

Eduard Claire is a Prague-based sonic dissident blending dark electro-folk with punk defiance and experimental textures.

Drawing from lo-fi protest tapes, folk noir, and post-industrial grit, this project is a call to question, to unmask, and to feel.

Each track is a confrontation—a shadowy broadcast from the edges of the mainstream.

⚡ DIY to the core. Noise with meaning.

🎧 Tune in if you’re ready to leave the surface behind.

The Hidden Hand (Fame)

The Authoritarian

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