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When I auditioned for the band Loki had just come from another iteration of a live band behind his lyrics called Loose Poets. This was a standout track from that crew. We reworked it a good bit but the energy was similar.


El Prez

Good evening every one
Como Estas Todo Mi Gente
You know me as loki
Or otherwise El Presidente
The L is for the smokers
The O and K reverse for all aproachers
The I is for surveilance on them vultures
Long Island made, Hispanic descent
Brooklyn culture
The Puerto Rican voted most likely to engulf ya'
"loki", Am I getting through to all you emcees
Or am I talkin to myself as I respectfully plead

Verse 1:
Good evening everyone, como estas todo mi gente
you know me as loki, or otherwise el presidente
the reason I've addressed the 50 states with a cape
I see distress and there's some changes I feel it's my place to make
see these are things I severely hate,
things no logical brain could ever possibly debate
now let's take the game for instance
the shame is it's been tampered with and pampered
can someone tell me when we abandoned lyrical standard
my citizens, how 'bout some answers
how many of these gangsta rappers brothers follow after start out as dancers
and since the separation line between hatin a cat
and just statin the facts has been erased, replace it in tact
as I wrap up the first leg of the cession,
emcees receive a complimentary second to bounce or count blessins
don't make a rushed decision and slip in the dark trenches
you'll never see me comin like lovin on park benches

Chorus (Repeat)

Verse 2:
If you were late I won't re-introduce myself, your friends have met me
and for I guess the last minute or so I've been the emcee
I've been tellin your friends that if they ever turn against me
the results sneak up on you like a 20 sack of sensee
lo attacks 'em gently, FBI can't detect me
I'd rather have the odds stacked against me, bet the Bentley
rich brothers pass, they don't run the ball, willie patos (fags)
keep underestimating underdogs, silly gatos
on the flow I get around like helicopter blades
write a poem while I'm on the mic, sing and stop to blaze
I never was a player, it never was a game
state my biz, make my way, I suggest you do the same
nothing's changed, why do you feel the pressure now
It's just do or die
we can even go and shoot the 5, it's just you and I
you know why you would not survive
your raps are to polluted, and I use natural juices in my rhymes

Chorus (Repeat)

Verse 3:
Shall we proceed, expeditiously, this'll be quick
now by a show of L's (blunts), which one of these smokers should quit
should it be A - the rapist sittin at the bar with the chick
or is it B - the chick he's with, whose mom is watching her kids
let's look at C - security who left his Glock at the crib
got to be lit, cause now he's going to the car for the clip
and then there's D - loki, commander and chief of the script
your time is gone, put your highness on, scream what you picked
if you said E - all the above except D, you're free from tax
all except the latest one I made on the wastin' of wax
if everything that you're lacing is wack,
what's the reason for even takin a cat for all of his bangin-est tracks
that sh*t is wrong, you get no respect, no check
already got the repossession on your Lex, no jet
goodbye to lampin in the tropics, you're back in the projects
and the object of this lesson is to rep your set.

Chorus (Repeat)


from Not Yet Chaos by The Last Broadcast, released February 20, 2009


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