Protocol Songtext / Lyric

-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 ahop

What is it? Shamus rippin' apart mental composites

Diagnostic, caustic, I desposit

Brains of rap stars in glass 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



-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 sucka 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 shit 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 drugs players like topply

Tsunami and I'm? hissed like horozami?



-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 sucka mc's, please think twic