DOBBY – Walk Away Lyrics

DOBBY – Walk Away Lyrics (feat. The Merindas)

I’m ’bout to rattle up some cages, make some changes,
Call me what? Call me Blasian, my Culture ancient,
I like pissin’ off a racist, I bet you hate this
You’s out here clicking on my face, b!tch you signed your waivers,
give a shout out to your

Neighbours, as you playin this, sh!t’s so catchy it’s contagious, catchin’ cases,
Celebrated by these academics back at Cambridge,
That’s ironic we still askin’ for repatriation

Who your mob that you came with? What’s your Nation?
What’s the land that you stand on? That’s the basics.
Man I swear we been patient, since Invasion,
Broad brushes that you paint with up on our faces,

On a everyday basis, sh!t is shameless,
Laid upon a foundation, say you saved us.
Call it “mission education”, written with pages
up in the book our teacher gave us,
Assimilate us and then you blamed us.

Goddamn, that’s a b!tch.
Talkin’ sh!t you might be liable to catch a fist.
You took the voice of my Murrawarri People
and you ripped it from our throat,
Man I swear I’m ’bout to let ’em all know,
But you tell me “Let it go”

They took away my language and you tell me “let it go”
They took away my Culture and you tell me “let it go”
My generation comin’ and we’re putting on a show
They want us all to go, you expect me to

Walk Away? (Do you expect me to)
Walk Away? (Do you expect me to)
Walk away? (Well how the hell could I)
Walk Away? (I’ll be damned if I)

(Go!) Came in the game and I brought my truth,
Painful to say it with an off-white hue,
Body and a face lookin’ just like you,

But I’m proud of my culture and all I do,
I think about what our mob might do,
Can’t turn away from an online feud,
Better get the name, of the mob right too

Whole life in the rap, give it all I got,
Vaccine, imma call my shots
Wiping the narrative, oh my gosh
Not happening on my watch

Can’t back down, no matter the cost
Imma get that spot, keep it up,
don’t stop goin’ off like a bedside clock,
I ain’t takin’ no loss.

Bigoted idiots, what do they know?
Everyday, tellin’ me gotta let go,
Sickening, reckon I’m gonna explode
like a lotta Mentos and a bottle of Coke

Imma get back, gonna get in control,
Treat my beat like butter menthol,
Take my seat like Letterman’s show,
Crunch time, eat time, cinnamon toast,

Trynna find peace like Buddha,
Then I came to, like “Oowaa”
“Reckon I think you might be close,
’cause your mouth stink like goonar”

My Bala, my Cousin, my Kuya,
Got a Blak future like Janelle Monae,
Ancestors gon’ come out to play,
Peeps please, get out the way!

Faeces fill up bidets, man goddam what can I say?
Fam I pray for better days, livin’ in Austra-LIA.
Bobby Sanchez when I say, “See you Genocide us
Then you colonise us, sterilise us, gentrify us.

I’m letting ’em know!
Matta’ fact, never letting it go,
People telling me they do get it
but I still feel like a lot of you don’t.

Battle Axe in Goanna Fat
with the Lil Lil, and I’m thinking of home.
Each day, with the same message
every time I take another look at my phone.
You tell me “let it go”

They took away my land and you tell me “let it go”
They took away my children and you tell me “let it go”
My generation comin’ and we’re putting on a show
They want us all to go, you expect me to

Walk Away? (Do you expect me to)
Walk Away? (Do you expect me to)
Walk away? (I’ll be damned if I)
Walk Away (yo we ’bout to let em know!)