Protocol 7L & Esoteric

-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 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

[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 sucka mc's, please think twice