g. twilight - detroit coke pilot lyrics
[intro]
you ever notice how.. they pass all these f+cked up laws
to lock n+ggas up and sh+t, right.. but the white boys
they’re allowed to skate clean off the set, you know?!
now, the whiteboy rick situation is a little bit different
he tried to snitch on f+cking politician and police officers and sh+t
i ain’t talking about that.. but, you know what i’m saying? it’s like
they operate with impunity, with big weight and get away with it
[verse]
behind every great fortune, there is a crime
i can tell you a story if you got time
n+ggas don’t own boats, n+ggas don’t own planes
but the ghetto is flooded with mountains of cocaine
behind most black kingpins, is a white man
can’t get drugs in black america without the white man
in detroit during the 80’s that art derrick
he flew the coke in.. on a learjet
a.d. imported the ‘caine
to detroit on private planes
and his partner “doc” was distro to all the big names
big boys, like maserati rick, the curry brothers, whiteboy rick, the chambers brothers
a.d. had four planes, four+engined executive
one of them het bought from the rolling stones, that’s next level sh+t
white suburbanite with miami connects
all he did was count cash, he never saw the ‘jects
but it ain’t matter, long as he got his quota
the powder he sold mixed with arm & hammer baking soda
and it got cooked, cut, measured, bagged and sold by the dopeman
kids come home from school and see they’re mama overdosing
while a.d. lived in harper woods and in st. clair shores
or luxurious hotel suites with beautiful wh0res
small fleet of airplanes to transport kilos of coke
might sound like a movie, but this is no joke
probably the biggest detroit cocaine wholesaler, no surprise
so much white it’ll hurt your eyes
a.d. would fly it in, doc would find somebody to buy it then
they split the proceeds.. win, win, win
compared to him whiteboy rick was a wannabe
art derrick was who richard wershe wanted to be
the lesser the cut, the whiter it is
the higher you go up in the game, the whiter it is
to make $1,000,000 it’s a hundred thousand ways
at his height art made $100,000 a day
his life was a movie, better yet a video game
i think about vice city when i hear his name
f+ck tommy vercetti a.d. was the real deal
made millions but never did a hand+to+hand deal
to a line of blow and freeze his nose
mac+10’s and tecs? he never needed those
his plane was at detroit city airport
his bag was together, he would never fall short
when he landed his plane, the supply was in
all them gangsters was grinning, here come the bad guy again
miami connects, columbian supply chain
no cut, he had the best of the best cocaine
the curry’s and the chambers was the engine and the engine needed fuel
art derrick, he supplied the engine with fuel
but he didn’t just sell cocaine
he also loved to snort cocaine
he also traded coke for pills at a local pharmacy
drug use can knock the best of the best out of harmony
he got sloppy… and eventually got caught
c.t.e. was the charges the d.e.a. brought
sentenced to ten years, but he only did five
but then he died from a drug overdose in 2005
[outro]
see that’s that bullsh+t i’m talking about though
i mean god bless the dead and all
but that n+gga only got ten years
and did what? five or six?
if he’d been black he would’ve got thirty years
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