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One.Nine Narcissist - Mando Lyrics



One.Nine Narcissist - Mando Lyrics
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Ay
My city's making moves and even when they visit
When we spit all of these critics they don't hear us
I couldn't make it clearer
Paint a picture in your ear with just a lyric
My equivalent is nothing short of Chemists
Judging my appearance is a misstep on your part
Try to dodge the darts
I aim for your mental and your heart while I break apart
Any little issue, any tissue that was scarred
I can't fix it but I'm giving you the start
Put the battery in your back
All my energy is spent on these tracks
Connection pending, enter empathy
You better be jacked
So call on me like avatars when the harm starts
Run alarms
Red alert my person
Keep your cool
Keep your calm
Yo
Picture my city through a smoke screen
They tried denying it but we know what the smoke means
Some fight the fires while the highers fight their own team
I keep the mask on so they can't see me choking
And you know that I'll never let my hand show
Not looking for the crown or the candle
Every summer night keep watching the fan blow
Never let my guard down
You can call me mando
Everyone around me is estranged though
I don't really know right now what to stand for
This ain't really much more than we planned though
Never take my mask off
You can call me mando
Pit patter pat, rain splattering down my back
They used to f*ck my name up when lame ducks would run they raps
So now I changed up
The frame's just a hologram
What's a name anyway
I chuck my blame on your act
Facts
Fast forward to yesterday when recording
As I run it like a Taurus, pick the point up, shoot and score
Twist, turn, look at my phone and see another situation where
People will complicate it if you do not keep your face hid
And that's the basics I'm not talking about a face lift
I mean I keep my cards in my deck up until I play them
So never check 'em cos I keep a set of blue eyes
That will pierce through anything and show the world just where the truth lies
You'd see the same of anyone who was the victim of bullying, lost parents, and banks taking their building
Although right now I'm chilling my defences still maintain
All these strange games may become a drain on my brain
And you know that I'll never let my hand show
Not looking for the crown or the candle
Every summer night keep watching the fan blow
Never let my guard down
You can call me mando
Everyone around me is estranged though
I don't really know right now what to stand for
This ain't really much more than we planned though
Never take my mask off
You can call me mando
So tell me who produced it
Who mixed and mastered it
Wrote the raps and spat 'em
Oh of course it was the Narcissist
Are you at all surprised at all the bars in here about how good I am
How great I am
How hard I have to cheer
Just to hear myself above the voices deep inside my ear that call me
Hypocrite, idiot, little shit, living in fear of the day everybody finds out that you're something less than real
You're a liar, and a loser, and a f*ckface with no deal
So keep your mask on
Don't take it off for any
Until the day the mask you wear begins to get too heavy
Then you trade it for a pipe, or maybe bottle, or a coffin
Pass the mask on to your children just so they can feel this awesome
The mask is your protector but don't let it be your friend
Cos one day your mask may smother you and then become your twin
In the end the mask is useful but the truth will suit you well
Also I lied, this shit here was mastered by someone else haha
And you know that I'll never let my hand show
Not looking for the crown or the candle
Every summer night keep watching the fan blow
Never let my guard down
You can call me mando
Everyone around me is estranged though
I don't really know right now what to stand for
This ain't really much more than we planned though
Never take my mask off
You can call me, call me, call me
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Ay
My city's making moves and even when they visit
When we spit all of these critics they don't hear us
I couldn't make it clearer
Paint a picture in your ear with just a lyric
My equivalent is nothing short of Chemists
Judging my appearance is a misstep on your part
Try to dodge the darts
I aim for your mental and your heart while I break apart
Any little issue, any tissue that was scarred
I can't fix it but I'm giving you the start
Put the battery in your back
All my energy is spent on these tracks
Connection pending, enter empathy
You better be jacked
So call on me like avatars when the harm starts
Run alarms
Red alert my person
Keep your cool
Keep your calm
Yo
Picture my city through a smoke screen
They tried denying it but we know what the smoke means
Some fight the fires while the highers fight their own team
I keep the mask on so they can't see me choking
And you know that I'll never let my hand show
Not looking for the crown or the candle
Every summer night keep watching the fan blow
Never let my guard down
You can call me mando
Everyone around me is estranged though
I don't really know right now what to stand for
This ain't really much more than we planned though
Never take my mask off
You can call me mando
Pit patter pat, rain splattering down my back
They used to f*ck my name up when lame ducks would run they raps
So now I changed up
The frame's just a hologram
What's a name anyway
I chuck my blame on your act
Facts
Fast forward to yesterday when recording
As I run it like a Taurus, pick the point up, shoot and score
Twist, turn, look at my phone and see another situation where
People will complicate it if you do not keep your face hid
And that's the basics I'm not talking about a face lift
I mean I keep my cards in my deck up until I play them
So never check 'em cos I keep a set of blue eyes
That will pierce through anything and show the world just where the truth lies
You'd see the same of anyone who was the victim of bullying, lost parents, and banks taking their building
Although right now I'm chilling my defences still maintain
All these strange games may become a drain on my brain
And you know that I'll never let my hand show
Not looking for the crown or the candle
Every summer night keep watching the fan blow
Never let my guard down
You can call me mando
Everyone around me is estranged though
I don't really know right now what to stand for
This ain't really much more than we planned though
Never take my mask off
You can call me mando
So tell me who produced it
Who mixed and mastered it
Wrote the raps and spat 'em
Oh of course it was the Narcissist
Are you at all surprised at all the bars in here about how good I am
How great I am
How hard I have to cheer
Just to hear myself above the voices deep inside my ear that call me
Hypocrite, idiot, little shit, living in fear of the day everybody finds out that you're something less than real
You're a liar, and a loser, and a f*ckface with no deal
So keep your mask on
Don't take it off for any
Until the day the mask you wear begins to get too heavy
Then you trade it for a pipe, or maybe bottle, or a coffin
Pass the mask on to your children just so they can feel this awesome
The mask is your protector but don't let it be your friend
Cos one day your mask may smother you and then become your twin
In the end the mask is useful but the truth will suit you well
Also I lied, this shit here was mastered by someone else haha
And you know that I'll never let my hand show
Not looking for the crown or the candle
Every summer night keep watching the fan blow
Never let my guard down
You can call me mando
Everyone around me is estranged though
I don't really know right now what to stand for
This ain't really much more than we planned though
Never take my mask off
You can call me, call me, call me
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Writer: Tom Cross
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One.Nine Narcissist - Mando Video
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Performed By: One.Nine Narcissist
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Tom Cross

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