Chesty Anderson U.S. Navy (1976)

Actors

• Stanley Brock (actor)
• Frank Campanella (actor)
• Timothy Carey (actor)
• Mel Carter (actor)
• John Davis Chandler (actor)
• George Lane Cooper (actor)
• James Cranna (actor)
• Scatman Crothers (actor)
• Murphy Dunne (actor)
• Mark Forsyth (actor)
• Matthew Forsyth (actor)
• Phil Hoover (actor)
• Kim Kahana (actor)
• Mark Lawhead (actor)
• Royce D. Applegate (actor)

Genres

• Comedy

Taglines:

That "Super Vixen" Girl is Back and She's Bigger Than Ever!
It's a tidal wave of laughs When "CHESTY" puts her deadly weapons into action!

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Wall - Cpo
• Homicide - Cpo

[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*}

{movie dialogue}
Yeah, well if you're the sheriff, you better get these men underground
Get three coffins ready
{D.J. Train cuts and scratches "Welcome to Homicide"}
[Lil' Nation]
Aiyyo, enter the center for the world that's dark and demented
Rap is like a savage to rhythm because I sent it
to push the bass, down to 808, and deeper
To thump the walls on the house of the Grim Reaper
Yo, pump up the funk level then increase to open dome
Punks and peasants bow to the King on the throne
About to bust like a lunatic, snatch the gauge and the mac
Suckers that wish to overthrow? Step the fuck back!
This is madness and I'm the head madman
Time for the straightjacket so loosen up the straps and
yo I'ma get dumb, rip this funky continuum in half
Lil' Nation, the C.P.O. psychopath
You can't demolish the pedestal of the ruler
Suckers who be lackin knowledge I guess I got to school ya
Need I remind you of the fact I'm the eradicator
C.P. too radical, Capital Gladiator
Animal out of a cage, cause bars I'm bendin em
Even when the tempo's slow, I swing like a pendulum
Solid for suckers cause I'm a deadly motherfucker
When your face and my gauge collide
you'll become a victim of homicide
{D.J. Train cuts and scratches screaming sounds}
[Lil' Nation]
Check it this is a warning
So you know to step off when I'm on the scene
Forget expected, catch your neck reject on my guillotine
Beware when I rush, your skull I will crush, like a mallet
Cause I'm the "Menace" just like I said in the "Ballad"
No beginners in the posse allowed
So the wack and new jack can snack a pack of Similak
stacked in the crowd
Occupation, alie-n-ation incredible
Swangin when I'm downsteppin repeatin defeat was inevitable
Mistake me for being unarmed but my tongue is like a pistol
Intercontinental Ballstic Missile
Fire with the fury, from the rage of an Asian
Obliteratin suckers that battle me, it's fatal to rat on me
For those that requestin relocation NO, permission denied
There's no escapin your fate not even suicide!
Push down the lever on the box, so I can explode
Drop like the bomb that's atomic onto the next load
No, I'm not just an image, I'm the reality
Living incarnation of the dark, side of mortality
A nightmare, brought to life - with the primary purpose
of making you DIE - cause my business is strictly homicide
{D.J. Train cuts and scratches screaming sounds}
[Lil' Nation]
The sound in the background, is the melodical rhythm of the Minister
M.C. Ren manufactured the beat symbolic and sinister
But step off, when I flow, listen to intuitions
Kick inhibitions, doin music which enter the C.P.O.
It's a method I kept in my autobiography
like a weapon to deaden the half-steppin that follow me
Before I dismember, burnt to a cinder, blacken they glimmer of hope
and wake em up when they dreamin they dope
I proceed to specialize when I'm hype and demesmerizin the
enemies that attack, then I figure,
that if they should succeed to get any bigger that I'ma have to trigger
Ren, the Ruthless excutioner of niggaz
So, come one, come all, keep your weapons intact
Didn't you know I was steppin with "The Villain in Black"
It's too late, to escape the spot, I'm havin none of it
So when the bass drops, prepare for perils of punishment
It's a thunderstorm, and up your ass I'ma take your victory flag
and.. STICK, you know from the first verse I'm a lunatic
But when it comes to death, I kill to see you die
for the thrill to commit a homicide
{D.J. Train cuts and scratches screaming sounds}
{movie dialogue}
*gun shots fired*