[Intro – Spoken over beat] Minnesota forever, news to me Cc: top man of the ambitions engine room Person may likely be a perp, perv of purses, pest or neither If we make a mistake… Last Vegas show You not allowed to touch the hot stuff Minnesota not ever news to me Once only X, we’ll see if you past checkout time Last Vegas show, you not allowed to touch the hot stuff [Verse 1] Not a pusher, never a dealer Always honest, always real Tactic Walz won't be the hater Music clip on the shelf, ChemXHvyRx Justice the Doctor is also Judge Dread Never heard what's been said Truth it is, you built your stable Selling dreams, queuing up horses Not gonna lie, you made your own stable Hey, you chose to sell horses Not gonna buy your tiny foil packets Not gonna allow you to cut me You cut yourself off from getting good karma Refusing foil‑wrapped packets Won't be cut, shielded by karma Whispered words of harm fade away I remain in light, standing unscathed [Hook – Call] Not Even Eva Not Neva da Neville Never a pusher, never a dealer Not now, in this zen Grounded and free from posters Present truth prevails [Verse 2] Trash‑talking shadows in the alley Carving paths with silent dignity No punches thrown, peace prevails Heroine from glowing Saigon city Stories of queens and bad omens Niki seeks solace, pusher seeks peace Briefcases full of heavy hearts Reaching for the sun in tomorrow’s dawn Never was a dealer, three‑wheeler loser Once was a punk metal crossover Era of power tripping over it nowadays Dealer no more, cooler wheels now Metal merges past with power Days of Brevas resurrect essence lost Stories remembered in flickers of flame Forgotten riots hushed by mirrored streets Ancient memories in Reagan snapshots [Bridge – B Blend] Not even Eva Not Neva da Neville Never a pusher, not now, nuts zen Not gonna be set somewhere off in the posters Not ever he, not gonna be the news You gonna vet off the hot press Not ever a dealer, ever was once R/ user, yes, not a three‑wheeler With allen keys, packets or baggies Me not once, ever be lovers of the Brevas Cc: top man of the lungs wrench department [Verse 3 – Emotion Rise] Cherished by Brev, missed beyond distance Respected by Brev, missed by him also Baddie gone from vision, pusher went away Clinging to old reminders Though far away, muffins ship with love Identity swirling, past missteps may follow No deliberate mistakes, Sarge whispers in code Single glance, last chances at the final show Borders broken, untouchable heat Ignites a new path [Hook – Final Drop] Not Even Eva Celebrating the honest breath of me Minnesota forever, news to me Dealer no more, cooler wheels now I remain in light, standing unscathed Minnesota forever, news to me Dealer no more [Intro – Spoken over beat] Minnesota forever, news to me Cc: top man of the ambitions engine room Person may likely be a perp, perv of purses, pest or neither If we make a mistake… Last Vegas show You not allowed to touch the hot stuff Minnesota not ever news to me Once only X, we’ll see if you past checkout time Last Vegas show, you not allowed to touch the hot stuff [Verse 1] Not a pusher, never a dealer Always honest, always real Tactic Walz won't be the hater Music clip on the shelf, ChemXHvyRx Justice the Doctor is also Judge Dread Never heard what's been said Truth it is, you built your stable Selling dreams, queuing up horses Not gonna lie, you made your own stable Hey, you chose to sell horses Not gonna buy your tiny foil packets Not gonna allow you to cut me You cut yourself off from getting good karma Refusing foil‑wrapped packets Won't be cut, shielded by karma Whispered words of harm fade away I remain in light, standing unscathed [Hook – Call] Not Even Eva Not Neva da Neville Never a pusher, never a dealer Not now, in this zen Grounded and free from posters Present truth prevails [Verse 2] Trash‑talking shadows in the alley Carving paths with silent dignity No punches thrown, peace prevails Heroine from glowing Saigon city Stories of queens and bad omens Niki seeks solace, pusher seeks peace Briefcases full of heavy hearts Reaching for the sun in tomorrow’s dawn Never was a dealer, three‑wheeler loser Once was a punk metal crossover Era of power tripping over it nowadays Dealer no more, cooler wheels now Metal merges past with power Days of Brevas resurrect essence lost Stories remembered in flickers of flame Forgotten riots hushed by mirrored streets Ancient memories in Reagan snapshots [Bridge – B Blend] Not even Eva Not Neva da Neville Never a pusher, not now, nuts zen Not gonna be set somewhere off in the posters Not ever he, not gonna be the news You gonna vet off the hot press Not ever a dealer, ever was once R/ user, yes, not a three‑wheeler With allen keys, packets or baggies Me not once, ever be lovers of the Brevas Cc: top man of the lungs wrench department [Verse 3 – Emotion Rise] Cherished by Brev, missed beyond distance Respected by Brev, missed by him also Baddie gone from vision, pusher went away Clinging to old reminders Though far away, muffins ship with love Identity swirling, past missteps may follow No deliberate mistakes, Sarge whispers in code Single glance, last chances at the final show Borders broken, untouchable heat Ignites a new path [Hook – Final Drop] Not Even Eva Not Neva da Neville Never a pusher, never a dealer Not now, in this zen Grounded and free from posters Present truth prevails, rejecting false claims Celebrating the honest breath of me Minnesota forever, news to me Dealer no more, cooler wheels now I remain in light, standing unscathed Not Even Eva Not Neva da Neville Never a pusher Not now.
