[Lil' Nation]

Get up, best to follow the Nation

We are - the Capital Punishment Organization

Alias - we never needed one you know

We are the fortress of the empire C.P.O.

Here it is, yes, a rhythm message to the brothers

and others - who think about killin another

Who abuse the excuse for doin it, because they havin it rough

but ain't no reason valid enough

Listen up, while I tell you a story, devoid of glory

Might even be a little bit gory

cause the way that it happened I won't consider it braggedy

A drive-by shootin that ended up a tragedy

He was shot, layin in the street dead, reasons unknown

Another homey gone, never have his own throne

cause an ignorant brother pulled the trigger

He wasn't even a brother, he was a nigga

Another one dead, shot in the head, a sister

Wonder in retrospect - what if the bullet had missed her?

A victim caught up, in the storm of the stereotypical

Another brother shot condition listed as critical

Band together to override

In order to let slide the ramifications of the dark tide

Seperatin the men from the boys, is the policy of a foe

A boy makes too much noise y'know

Let me put this, in proper perspective

Killin that noise is my prime objective

And when I say noise, I mean the loudest of all

I mean the brothers killin brothers, so foe build the wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]



Some try to escape the reality of it all (by doin what.. what..)

by cold drinkin 8-ball

Mind's in a zone below my own

They thinkin on a lower level, cause they in leagues with the devil

Neville Brothers say tell it like it is, so I will, it's a fact

The bigger the headache, the bigger the peer

So expose who oppose because the brains they lack

who distribute the powder white while they killin the color black

Religion, not a smidgen in they mental vision

They choose to live in red - devil makin decisions for em

cause they never knew the meaning of piety

Members only of the dead society

The cluckers the smokers the rock rushers the pipe chokers death

That's what they boast while they walk around comatose

And we'll be the ones to bury em one and all

Teach the religion of the wall

Bet, the jury of fury yes, the rebels of hip-hop will build

They want us to yield, but we'll not, we're visionaires

They buried my commentary in cemetaries

They knew my sermon of freedom was preliminary

to educated the uneducated, who stood in the crowd and waited

for doers of oppression to fall

This is the movement, the foe and the C.P.O.

had chosen to call the war against low-livin - the wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]



We on a mission, that is to reposition the coefficient

So listen, cause I will be dissin throughout the coalition

those, who propose to live the life we label atrocious

So as I convert em to C.P.OSis - thus,

I reiterate - before you mitigate a cause to effect the situation

Fade to Lil' Nation

Sellin narcotics so as they increase

mental disillusioned seek to perpetuate the confusion

Scope the negative, to focus on the regulators of crime

This is the premise of a rebel rhyme

The culture with turbulence it's a problem of continous buggin

I go to the wall so I can plug in

the power, this is the hour to push the button

Cause nothin can stop the flow or the purpose of the C.P.O.

The sinners the killers who be runnin it, can suffer a lifetime

The agony of Capital Punishment

And the dope dealers, I push and I push but you never budge

I send you to court - you own the judge and the jury

that acquitted you, they lied cause I know you a pusher

If not for dope, then you pushin for genocide

But I'll ride you, lost I will find you

Blind I will guide you, forget I'll remind you

Your diabolical schemes to reign supreme as the enemy

is about to fall to the strength of, the wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]



The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]

The wall.. [echoes]



The wall.. [echoes]