

(yeah,
listen up now)
Emily Abner is the queen of the stadium stage
Deciding who gets the hype when they step to the plate
But Nolan walked in with a dream on his sleeve
And a track that she just couldn't believe
(not on her watch,
no)
She shook her head and she said,
"No way"
"You can't play that track in this park today"
"That word is too soft for the dirt and the clay"
(so soft, so soft,
yeah)
Oh,
Emily Abner says you can't play a dutchie
She thinks that rhythm
is a little too soft
But she'll let the speakers blast heavy trap lines With the hardest
things that you ever saw
Yeah,
Nolan got denied on the walk-up line (no
dutchie for you)
She'll approve the tracks with the heavy-weight heat
Talking 'bout the blocks and the wild concrete
But mention a sweet leaf and she calls a foul play
Leaving poor Nolan with nothing
to
say (nothing at all,
babe)
Oh, Emily Abner says you can't play a dutchie
She thinks that rhythm
is a little too soft
But she'll let the speakers blast heavy trap lines With the hardest
things that you ever saw
Yeah,
Nolan got denied on the walk-up line (why you gotta do
him like that?) No dutchie at the plate,
no
Emily's rules are tight
(keep it tough, Nolan)