Confucius MC steps back out of the shadows for his latest single ‘Cicada 3301‘; drafting in underworld connections StrangeU (High Focus) and Lee Scott (Blah Records) for covert operations. The three MCs exchange stream of consciousness bars in an effort to decipher the codes and conventions of modern man; dishing up home-cooked truths with a side order of salt.
Taken from the forthcoming ‘Somewhere‘ LP, Confucius once again joins forces with French producer Keor Meteor, placing him at the helm for the album’s entirety. Keor’s jazz-heavy approach at the boards serves as the ideal canvas for Confucius to wax lyrical.
Cited by KaeTempest as “a huge influence on my life, my character and my rhyme-style“, Confucius MC has been carving his own echelon in the UK hip-hop landscape alongside running creative workshops for young people in his community.
A top tier collaborator, Con earned rave reviews as one half of Old Paradice with Blah Records producer Morriarchi and featured heavily on Jehst‘s ‘Billy Green is Dead‘ LP and 2019 single ‘Autumn Nights‘.
Produced by: Keor Meteor
Mixed by: Chemo
Mastered by: Walter Coelho
Video by: Honey JD https://www.instagram.com/honey__jd
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Lyrics
The third round of a mysterious competition
Has just launched to very little fanfare
A largely unknown and unpublished series of puzzles
Has intrigued those who first came across the competition in 2012
Searching for highly intelligent individuals
The clues have required participants to travel around the globe
Taking in countries as far afield as Australia and South Korea
(Confucius MC)
The moment that I put an ear to the beat was an omen
The doorway to perception was opened
Stepped in it broken
Now the fully formed figure remains
Accepted the coaching
Stepped in clear headed
Then he exited smoking
Time is running out
I keep trying to cut the bunnin’ down
But times are pretty low in London Town
So I light a little Lemon
Stay adjacent to the underground
And watch the fakes run around
When the sun is down
And when the sun is up
Misguided little kids out run amuck
Crying out for a voice
But no one’s done enough
Hustle hard for some choices they can muster up
Bust a gut through this cluster fuck
The so-and-sos
And the such-and-such
For some of us the shit is much too much
So we look for real stuff to touch
Before the dust to dust
Could change something if we trust in us
(Strange U)
The moment I put my voice on the beat
You were frozen
The Necronomicon holding
I’ve gone Golden like Frieza
Hold the beats like Ike and Tina
It’s nice to meet ya
Here in life’s arena
But now I’m sat here
Inside the speaker
Catch my words like The Preacher
I’m Jesse Custer
You’re the wide receiver
My mind resides inside the 9 Ether Realm
The language they speak
Only a live Elohim can tell
You see the cell?
The prison of man’s mind
All the roads lead to the extinction of mankind
I’d get my head in the game
If I had the time
But for now
I’m stuck in this 9-to-5 pantomime
What the apple?
My life has gone Bizarro
What’s next?
Back of the neck
Scanners on the barcode
I’m ready for the cybernetic implants
Until then
I’m cool with these hypothetic skin grafts
(Lee Scott)
Motivate
Kill the world while we procreate
And fight over the gross estate
All we’re left with is an empty bag of tricks
And a roll of tape
For any open mouths cos there’s no debate now
Throw your weight around
I just hold mine
Resting on me laurels
Like I’m sitting on a goldmine
Legs dangling over the edge
Spit and whoever it hits
Let’s cancel ’em
Even if it seems wrong after
No one gives a shit bitch
Be gone faster
As long as the people are still fallin’ at me feet
Like a Qigong master
I’ll be sippin’ this liquor contented
Dissin’ ya ’cause ya whip isn’t rented
Comfortable in yourself then I assume?
Trippin’ over me dick as I entered the room
There is currently nothing to suggest
That the true motive of Cicada 3301
Is about to be revealed
But if it does turn out to be a new way of recruiting spies
It seems that aside from a knowledge of cryptography
The darknet and coding
Future intelligence agents also need to know
The works of famed occultist Aleister Crowley
And socialist artist and poet William Blake