Esoteric - Protocol lyrics

-I suppose you're programmed for etiquette and protocol -Protocol? Why, it's my primary function My rap tone cracks domes and backbones Shamus known as Esoteric wrecks tracks (tracts) like gallstones You're prone to perish for biting sentences Printing lyrics on your j-card without citing references Crazy ill kids fill me like placebos But I don't pull steel like Magneto I'll leave you black and blue like Max Rebo Offa my cerebral, God complex but no cathedral I hammer heads like Momanaydon, underground like Raydon Throw my tape on, I burn your wax down to a crayon Word, I used to take chemistry and physics Now I take it to your chest piece like a bishop What is it? Shamus rippin' apart mental composites Diagnostic, caustic, I desposit Brains of rap stars in gla** jars My frame's composed of more species than Madagascar I gobble suns like a quasar You're Hailey's comet, and although low I rock don't make me patriotic I'm still robotic rebel alliance medic Shamus the god awful also known as Esoteric [Scratched] -I'm the creator of the rhymes you praise -Only tryin' to show you what your records keep on missin' is -All of y'all with the gall, I will leave in a daze -So s**a mc's, please think twice I'm knockin some sense in kids like boxing events My toxins dispese, blockin' your vents like oxygen tents That club ish, singin in the break stuff is rubbish You'll never catch Shamus Ryan with that stuff published So stop the gimmicks and the image that you're mimicking Cause that'll be detected like alpha toxin carcinogen Behind me, my cortex nematode brings Strontium-90 And spits it back in your face kindly Remind me, to stomp a silly goose Your sh** is played like the power of Zeus A joke for those who try to produce You couldn't be real if I turned you to magnetic tape Oh you tried to replicate my whole genetic state, I generate Like electricty, devastate with symmetry Penetrate heads with metal plates I set it straight Like alignments, put your wack raps up on Ken Simon Cause you can't get paid until you sell out with rhymin' I'm in, a state of euphoria Android warrior your raps are gettin' sorrier and sorrier The protocol d** players like topply Tsunami and I'm hiss(t) like Cobra's Army [Scratched 6x] -I'm the creator of the rhymes you praise -Only tryin' to show you what your records keep on missin' is -All of y'all with the gall, I will leave in a daze -So s**a mc's, please think twice