Mickey Factz, Nottz, Blu - Masterpiece lyrics

I'm a slave owner with a chain on him
Masterpiece till my days' over
No limit to the great flower
It ain't Master P, it's a tank roller
Minus the peace, I'm a paint thrower
Who want' a piece of me?
Opposite of evil, get the peace from me
Peacefully out in AZ
Get the pieces of a man divided equally
I went Bonita out in Phoenix at an eatery
Checking out the scenery
Peace sign, shout to Evil Dee
Give me five feet or my man'll
Buck shots at you easily
With the piece, I'm a peacemaker
Peaceful, 'cause the piece is full
I'm on my P's and Q's
Without deans and school need the juice
Like Bishop when he went and
Put the piece to Q
All City Chess piece, tell your queen to move
I check mates on the scene with Blu fuck!

Left hand in the sky, we the best
Put one finger real high if you blessed
Then the other finger
That's right to the left
Now move your hand from the
Right to your left
My flow hard to mimic like Yiddish
Still one of the best spitters, admit it
Ain't a nigga touchin' mines when
You listen to my shit
You don't chew, you don't breathe
You don't miss a fuckin' line

A piece of what everybody want' a piece of
Two G's peace up on the piece once
And everybody want peace till
They rest in peace
You see their piece of life eaten like pizza
But, I guess you don't mind
What a peace of mind
That's why I try to keep a piece of mine
So every time I write a rhyme
I keep peace in mind
Like why ride with the piece
If I'm riding in peace?
I eat a piece of pie
I use a peace pipe to free my mind
I keep the piece like peas in a pot
But I don't eat the peas to pass the
Murder beats, like they used to say
Pass a fist like a peace activist
After this add Mickey Factz to
The Most Classic list masterpiece

Left hand in the sky, we the best
Put one finger real high if you blessed
Then the other finger
That's right to the left
Now move your hand from the
Right to your left
My flow hard to mimic like Yiddish
Still one of the best spitters, admit it
Ain't a nigga touchin' mines when
You listen to my shit
You don't chew, you don't breathe
You don't miss a fuckin' line

Here go' my peace offering
I've got the seats pouring in
Streets marketing, radio, peeps calling in
Keep honoring, crazy flow, keep orbiting
Outer space, he's Morpheus
Red or blue pill, need more of it
We' storing it media out, reporting it
I'm from the future, DeLorean, cheap ornament
'Cause, I'm still on the top, Victorian
Landscape, handshake secret, Victoria
Man, wait, y'all are the weakest
Some Victorias
Stand straight, praise the most high
He's glorious
Hand in the air, I'm coming with peace
Officer
But, I'm black, so I yell back "Peace
Officers!"
No, I don't got me a gat, or piece, officer
I'm in a manger, waiting for a peace offering
I'm a master, peace

Left hand in the sky, we the best
Put one finger real high if you blessed
Then the other finger
That's right to the left
Now move your hand from the
Right to your left
My flow hard to mimic like Yiddish
Still one of the best spitters, admit it
Ain't a nigga touchin' mines when
You listen to my shit
You don't chew, you don't breathe
You don't miss a fuckin' line
This is the difference between MC-ing and rap