This is R.E.M.

I'd like to give a big thanks to @chavaughnthemadhatter aka CTMH for producing this and featuring on First and Fourth phase.

Also, I'd like to thank @tonytheswordsman for featuring on Second phase.

Lastly, I'd like to thank my friends and followers for supporting me. I appreciate anything and everything. I hope you enjoy the work that I've put into this.

R.E.M. (Prod. CTMH)

If Something Kills Me Tomorrow

High And Seek

BXTCH!

Underdog

BONEZ

Die For

Live Off The Land

Mixed and Mastered by SLoth production Records

20 Dollar Body

Why Try

Single from the upcoming EP produced entirely by CTMH. 

Release Date set for January 5th, 2016

Much thanks to @chavaughnthemadhatter

Lyrics:

[ParadoxAssassin]

So sly, so unruly
Fabric faded cast trainer
masked tomb caper slowly on your way there
Neurosis; doses 1 out of 8 kids losing focus
Rope tense, relax 
Noted way back now I'm searching for my pad
Lost in the madness, it engulfs
Patterns flutter; routine results
Calm to be not since 14
Had dreams I was dead wrinkling in chlorine
Reoccurring: electrify
No cure for pure indignance I'm afraid
Restlessness holds your every replay
Evidence of the cruel world remains

I'm the decayed; I've been restrained
I'm in control - I will revolt
I'm not reserved by Devil, God, whatever
It's just the pebble as solid Earth and rock x2

Elemental swatches confirm a watchful eye
We collect the cents and spend our days in such a wreck
It's best to match less than peers insecure with self 

Closed to report on gold found on the coast
Mattress-clouded visions deprive deluded folks from goals
Implant the light and observe what awaits
Night embraced lovers find a cold lifeless state
Still close to the heat
Could've broken abstract levels on the beach
Districts of the mind erase but never really forget
Hardwired to believe in the empty chest 
Headstrong individuals (animals) are predisposed to expect success
Waking and waning trying to refrain from
Ill minded actions - reflecting poorly on stand-by 

[Chavaughn, The Mad Hatter]

Losing my mind 
Time wanna tick but I'm choosing my time
Better move from my shine 
Got a vision that I'm missing like I'm blind
In my mind's eye trying to defy every step in my life
Get my shit get it right 
What's the point what's the price of these niggas who always be dissing on my shit but it's fine
Cuz I'm makin' a mission for them to get dismissed serves em right
Ya'll just fucking hype
Meaning you will all die off eventually
Now it is it time for me to configure my very legend
See everyone as an enemy
I could never damn help it my back is against the wall
And the sky forever descending 
I wonder if our descendants will make it through all this suffering
Plugging into the internet soul is steadily buffering
Muffling every word of our predecessors 
Corruption hits so much harder with gazes
Beaming from all our predators 
Making me pray for peace or allegiance of human empathy
Wondering if I'll end up deceased believing in heaven see.. 
It doesn't matter as I'll become antimatter dismantle the magic gathered and become the entity I perceive as the one that matters
Myself in a world as savage as hell 
You will have to stand and rebel against everything that exists 'til the day that you are dismissed and they realize that something's amiss but can't notice cause you do not exist

And that's how the world persists in revolving around the bliss of this ignorant excellence of this pain and this pestilence that I place on a pedestal of the things that are relevant in my mind within place and time where I do sit and decide the the importance of living life the importance of dying right

First Phase feat. Chavaughn, The Mad Hatter (Prod. CTMH)

Prod. @chavaughnthemadhatter

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Aligned and passed with time
Blackout beginnings 
Shine in lack luster pyrotechnics
I've been resting with eclectic memories
Petrify the mystical flesh infested diary
Messed with things I've already seen
Pests have risen crawling toward the living being
Leaning side to side
pay attention to the sharp urban cries
The streets have filled terminally
Positioned on numb needles 
Give in to the surgery
Purposefully and utterly interrupted 
Fast track laws to prove we've been corrupted

[Hook]
Lay back; the roof collapsed a long time ago
A product full of promises, but what's the fucking point?
Wake up from the coma and enjoy your fucking life
Distractions only hold you back from getting on with it
Awake is what I want to be, but I'm feeling pretty tired

[Verse 2/Bridge]
Talk to me if you're skeptical because I am too
Wrapped up in my karma with special biases arousing
Loafing on the corner waiting for my big break 
I'm satisfied with nothing, 
not complacent with the bag of shake
being tossed across the room

Making enemies, faster blade 
open eyes, money clip, 
has been: abandon ship
wrong place, where am I? where am I?

[Hook]



Bed Time Aligned (Prod. CTMH)

Prod. @chavaughnthemadhatter
Feat. @tonytheswordsman

Lyrics:

[ParadoxAssassin]

[Intro]
Check check I'm a memory

[Verse 1]
Preparation;
pragmatic elation revolves around light-hearted fun
Might as well bag me at this stage
Stop listening to the background noise
It's affecting your ability to react
Temporary fixation on the mediation
Without the platform and the megaphone
you'd be left for bait in the trap
Fire escapes in the back
better memorize before taking naps
Passing stages like we've been here before
Heat waves terrorize the poor with the windows cracked
Desert eagle spine tingling hemoglobin
We've arrested in the most glorious way

[Verse 2]
Ahhhh, what have we here?
It's a mental breakdown sleeping half past 5PM
45 RPM has me idle on the crate bin
With an ambient tone,
it's off to the races
Many chase desires, but only few catch 'em
Shallow arrives to sneak up and get you
Veering toward the light
You ever been scared at night?
Sweet humble pie/ make yourself comfortable
Always welcome and never arranged
Passive reflections of my day left unexplained
probably better that way x2

[Bridge]
Mind numbing sensation; cardiac arrest
Caught me lounging at the train station 
Taking up both seats 
yeah...this one is saved (haha)

[Verse 3]
It's a goddamn circle I've been on
I call it fucked once or twice
Made it a point to cut some things out my life
I don't apologize, but I may feel...
Disrespected, out of place, out of mind
Wiggle room mention/ with claustrophobic ties
Written spellbound getting round-housed
on the black book Hollywood Paramount
Big acts collapsed under pressure
neolithic measures
distancing indecorous endeavors
to identify our latent pleasures
Concealed weaponry
deepening the tendency to snap 
Pulled a heist while I had the girl on rotate
The clock spins the vinyl like it's foreplay
Shut down roadways 
Me no se porque nosotros fuimos anoche (I don't know why we went last night)
Proper faux pas almost freed my vision
Copper sold in molten heaps
Vilified by jealous freaks for dormancy
Wake the poetry as conscious begins to fade
Underlying settlements indoctrinated innocents (innocence) for decades

[Tony, The Swordsman]

Another rhyme scheme, another day dream
another time awakened by ambition's subtle scream
shit, gotta splash my face with water from the polluted stream
see astroturf, where is the grass a natural green
wait where am I again?
surrounded by faces I hardly remember and someone up front yappin till december
notebook full of gibberish, rhymes in the margin, examine my pen
girl next to me looks like I should maker her my friend
Oh crap i'm in class whats been said?
Stress overcome to sever my head
wait whats the homework that will consume 3hrs at least
project on essays on assignments that's stacks on stacks
push back passion of writing & reading thats acts on Acts
please don't act as if you sympathy you keep when you act like this don't repeat
elders say well your young at least
as if that's a valid reason for sleep deprivation
when eyes lose focus focus and I stumble walking
wish it was my heart but my eyes dilation 
pop a pill to calm cranial monsoon, hope nothing slips as i'm talking
pretending i'm working in the library hope this literary princess don't catch me gawking
eyes look high, blood shot, crows outside the window but Duck-not
enslaved, debt grave, not my right mind state
walking into the next class
anticipating, ready in case anyone ask for rhymes to blast
get dap off a dope rap
seamstress how I put together these lines
lay back in my seat 
Swordsman I am to keep
review an interview, as I D-ay D-ream
from that (reverse) Z-A, M.C.
since B.C. all i wanted to B E
Be-leave me 
I need some Sl-heap

Second Phase feat. Tony, The Swordsman (Prod. CTMH)

Prod. @chavaughnthemadhatter

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1]
Migrated to avoid hibernation
Waterfall iteration
classify the patient as deceased 
Dignify estate 
check the rate of the pulse before you faint
I've had a fucking ball but it's time to retire
Cradle vapors, satiated wallpaper
disintegrated spinal modulation
beta testing fully simulated
Congregation watching you slip
Time emaciated 
grab bag wading through fire and brimstone
Admiring, money does nothing but exacerbate
Captain kindly bats away the doubt throughout the day
Redacted transcripts, whiteout
All my honesty is dried out 
With complicated aptness to avoid the light hours
Smoke screen
I'll tell you what the code is
Enter on the floating touch pad 
with stolen fingerprints
I can be anyone I want to
Succumbing to consumption
while alarms sound
The walls are blowing up now
I'm not coming uptown.. x2 

[Bridge]
It all makes sense how
hoodz come in dozens
and gratification's sunken
Twisted up in malignant acts
Glad I chose to stay put
Wicked ways - subconscious maze
Ain't a struggle when your V.I.P. 
Behind me slashed tires in your rear
Grudges live on only through the host
For the love that we give is all that we have

[Verse 2]
Manuever can't see clearly
I'm feeling numbness overcoming
looking at the ceiling
the shadows overtake
Mind struggles to adapt 
My third eye juggles matchsticks
Captions: specified nothingness
Something that's too common to awaken to
The fake have gathered religiously
to sacrifice iconoclast
Careful or the vine will wrap
around your leg and pull you down
Escape plans are vital when
you're out of your element
Scale up the roving metal machines 
I feel like a gear that's stuck in between

Hmm..Maybe I'll.. x2

[Verse 3]
Be successful in this cesspool
Inform the masses of the bias
that surrounds them and I
I, I..
I want to be grateful
I have a plate full
and I still complain
It's funny how I'll never be the same
after many years of living life in vain
You could be famous one day!"
We share a similar mindset 
except we differ in our motives
Pinning my beliefs to the motifs
that burrow inside the lotus

[Outro] x2
Hope is just a gesture
Wishing is the lesser 

Third Phase (Prod. CTMH)

Prod. @chavaughnthemadhatter

Lyrics:

[ParadoxAssassin]


[Verse 1]
Reference case files
#11994
Saddens me to reply...
Dirty windows no lucidity
Riveting action
Indirect impact lasting
Coated in plastic
Most have nicely denied
the guilt trapped inside
Well,
it's sometimes dark behind the blinds
Sunlight fading veneer
The walls never disappear
Eyes shut 
wide angle
do we aim for
taller aspirations
than our ancient ties
It's a kind of thought invasion
blazing trails to the truth
Willingly defy the fools
Remote access 
Devote cash and jewels
Shaping assets on the snooze
Binding unstable molecules
Combination unmatched x3

...

[Hook] x2
Dopamine interaction
Structures clean
Make it seem like you care
Friendly faces everywhere
Dream state
hazel shaded skyline
Simple render 
a contender to reveal
a part of me that's not real

[Chavaughn, The Mad Hatter]
Look into my face muhfucka 
You'll see a frantic mental wreck who cannot live a day without the loss of love of joy
Respect my souls completely desolate and fear of having people near me kills me
I wonder what drove Steez to jump off of that building
It often makes me fathom what the fuck am I feeling
There is no happiness present
It's truly a shame the game of life caters to suffering 
Living like peasants as the goals the choices made are nothing more than utterly reckless cause I'm desperate
Never descending are angels
Deities never saw shit from my angles 
Where does the pain go inside my heart from the get go
I have always been forever lost inside my temple
Praying for dreams never released but my heads low
Never a rebel gripping the pencil 
Scribbling mental notes of heaven or hell or both
Trying dispel the notion of religion
Portrayed through hate, disgrace, and dismissal
Niggas couldn't tell from the distance but people all lie for a living Politicians and Presidents everybody deemed relevant not a fuck given celibate 
Where are we in the end of it?
Man stand tall but he dies as he falls
Corruption has entered us all
What do we do in this instance
I cant conceive the concept of this bliss that's portrayed in more ways than I can dismiss
From ignorant arrogant people in mix with anger and hate that's distributed instantly via the internet blogs
All this energy wasted on bullshit then there is me 
Out from the cauldron toil has boiled my soul in distortion
Filling my brain with the images morbid
Moon in the night glares
Is this a nightmare?
Shadows decrepit and they're representing the darkest of the thoughts that reside in my mental I cannot just let go my mental is gone my light it has dwindled

[Hook]

[Outro]
Pastel hardened captured garments
absolutely famished artist
Blame games make your match
Marked and carved
shrinkwrapped
mostly wretched 
Influential 
a contestant 
Mary had a little lamb
Sold the ranch and that was that
Begging for a lending hand
Many look but turn their heads
toward the prizes and their dinner
Predator instincts
valored sinners
Bearing metal gadgets
we displace and invite x3

Fourth Phase feat. Chavaughn, The Mad Hatter (Prod. CTMH)

An album I made after a breakup long ago. None of the songs are finished or mixed properly, but they are what they are, and I want them to be out there.

Love Me

I produce sample-based hip hop & experimental music. I choose to express myself with vocals sometimes, too. Overall, I'm here to share my perspective and bring something positive into the digital world. Thank you for allowing me to do that. 

Please feel free to use my music for your listening pleasure or however you like. I'd love your criticism, so if you listen, please tell me what you thought!

Throw me a bone in the credits if you happen to dub over any sounds I post. All production is done by myself unless stated in the title.

Any inquiries can be directed to: paradox_assassin@outlook.com.

Bed Time Aligned (Prod. CTMH)

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