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Lee Scott – Spaced (OFFICIAL VIDEO) (Prod. Dirty Dike)

Lee Scott – Spaced (OFFICIAL VIDEO) (Prod. Dirty Dike)

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High Focus Records is proud to present ‘Spaced’ the seventh track to be lifted from Lee Scott and Dirty Dike’s collaborative project entitled ‘Butter Fly’ out now on High Focus Records. The album is entirely produced by Dirty Dike and features cuts from DJ Sammy B-Side!

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  1. Distant, thinking, jib adapting to the system

    I’m living, drifting, our realities are different

    Mine is an animation based in space trading ancient

    Wisdom with me mates no wasting the white ace

    I don’t know about yours but this galaxies all ours

    And I’m spaced out trying not to laugh at the dwarf stars

    Sending an S.O.S but Houston’s ignoring em'

    We got 99 problems and human’s are all of em'

    I meditate and elevate into a better place

    (Then) Jog me memory at a precise and measured pace

    A sound vibrates around the universe and then it states

    "There’s no such thing as empty space"

    I find a higher consciousness in which nothingness doesn’t exist

    There’s a colossal line between money and bliss

    I’m chilling on the astral plane and when me friends arrive

    We’re going to dream ourselves alive

    [Verse 2]

    See the trees but not the forest hear the voice but not the words

    See the parts but not the whole

    See the holes but not the objects they’re in

    (Weirdo) Your parents are like "I hope you’re not friends with him"

    Who’s got control of the bass

    Thus disrupting these vivid memories of floating in space

    Throwing complex Apollonian circle shapes

    That remain in the air when me hands drop to me waist

    From the biggest star to the smallest atom

    All matter matters

    Collectively constructing the consciousness of the universe

    So it doesn’t matter who was first

    Look at Earth from space, we are one planet

    God damn it, why you throwing rocks at it?

    I’m recording over the captains log

    While these self important slobs imagine God and let the tail wag the dog

    Eat the entire eco-system and barely leave a crumb

    Then burn your tongue trying to eat the sun

    I’m on the astral plane chilling and when me family and friends arrive

    We plan to dream ourselves alive

  2. 2020 -2021 Covid Lockdown, WFH. 3D Animating / listening to Lee Scott. This track gets rewind after rewind. Pale blue Dot sample. Laid back flow. DOPE!

  3. [Verse 1]
    Distant, thinking, jib adapting to the system
    I’m living, drifting, our realities are different
    Mine is an animation based in space trading ancient
    Wisdom with me mates no wasting the white ace
    I don’t know about yours but this galaxies all ours
    And I’m spaced out trying not to laugh at the dwarf stars
    Sending an S.O.S but Houston’s ignoring em'
    We got 99 problems and human’s are all of em'
    I meditate and elevate into a better place
    (Then) Jog me memory at a precise and measured pace
    A sound vibrates around the universe and then it states
    "There’s no such thing as empty space"
    I find a higher consciousness in which nothingness doesn’t exist
    There’s a colossal line between money and bliss
    I’m chilling on the astral plane and when me friends arrive
    We’re going to dream ourselves alive

    [Verse 2]
    See the trees but not the forest hear the voice but not the words
    See the parts but not the whole
    See the holes but not the objects they’re in
    (Weirdo) Your parents are like "I hope you’re not friends with him"
    Who’s got control of the bass
    Thus disrupting these vivid memories of floating in space
    Throwing complex Apollonian circle shapes
    That remain in the air when me hands drop to me waist
    From the biggest star to the smallest atom
    All matter matters
    Collectively constructing the consciousness of the universe
    So it doesn’t matter who was first
    Look at Earth from space, we are one planet
    God damn it, why you throwing rocks at it?
    I’m recording over the captains log
    While these self important slobs imagine God and let the tail wag the dog
    Eat the entire eco-system and barely leave a crumb
    Then burn your tongue trying to eat the sun
    I’m on the astral plane chilling and when me family and friends arrive
    We plan to dream ourselves alive

  4. What she said hits a spot
    Like a sun spot
    And I fucked her inn the spot
    Like one thing then the next
    Like a memory
    Just be kind and rewind
    What come out of my mouth can come true
    I hate you like today and yesterday
    She lies and true eyes show me dreams that do come true
    Words of the inner channeling she just got all drunk on me
    I have no kids and all I got is responsibleity

  5. See the trees but not the forest, hear the voice but not the words, see the parts but not the whole, see the holes but not the objects they're in / therein, fkin wierdo

  6. Wicked choice of sample: Carl Sagan is/was the boss. Always makes me smile hearing him talk, especially if it involves 'umans'. Seriously though, huge respect for your lyrical penmanship Lee. Bona fide lyrical gangster. Your tune stood out as a work of unique genius on Jazz T's radio show the other day. League of your own as far as I can see, though I make no claims to being up to speed on what's happening in the Uk hip hop scene

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