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Yabba

Stephen Harold Gascoigne, better known as Yabba, (19 March 1878 – 8 January 1942) was an Australian sports fan, remembered as a heckler at Sydney Cricket Ground (SCG) cricket and rugby league games in the early part of the 20th century. Yabba was known for his knowledgeable witticisms shouted loudly from "The Hill", a grassy general admissions area of the SCG.In Yabba's era, cricket matches were watched like tennis matches, and spectators at the SCG were much quieter than today. This is the reason Yabba's comments were so clearly heard by players and other spectators. "The Hill" area was replaced with seating in the early 1990s. The new area was then formally named Yabba's Hill in honour of his colourful comments, several of which have passed into cricketing … more »

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Sometimes I feel like a outlaw
Running from 12
Running from whoever I don't give a f*ck

They lie lie
Running at me is suicide
Do or die
Don't testify
Momma at home can't make cry
They wanna see my body covered in red
Send me to hell for shit I ain't did
Yabba gone rise regardless
My nigga rise regardlessss

Memories holding me
They can't control a G
Won't sell my soul for some bread
Yea
God in my corner
Yea he is father
I put that on kids I ain't had
Yet
Telling my momma I got her regardless
Don't give af what they done said
Yea
Can't hate in my heart
I just love you from far
Southern and Island yea I'm outlaw
Warriors deep in my blood from the start
That kuta, and Marcus, and Malcolm, and Martin
Bitch I'm from the gutta yea filled up my noggin
I'm tired of struggling, I'm tired of poverty
These thoughts just be all in my head
Running and running till I get a pen
Maybe I won't be the best that ever done did
But I'll make sure that we never forget
Yea

They lie lie, coming at me yea it sucide
Shoot or die
Don't testify
Momma at home can't make cry
They wanna see my body coverd in red
Send me to hell for ain't did
Yabba gone rise regardless
My nigga rise regardless

We the real outlaw from the start
You yelling 12
We all run from the opps
Cause they all hating the tan that we got
Yea I'm the outlaw
It's all in my heart
Bitch I'm the original the Don Dadda
Ain't from trap but I got these glatahs
Why you talking all that shit 
Bitch I know you ain't no shotta

They lie lie, coming at me yea it sucide
Shoot or die
Don't testify
Momma at home can't make cry
They wanna see my body coverd in red
Send me to hell for ain't did
Bitch imma rise regardless
Yea we gone rise regardlessss

Memories holding me
They can't control a G
Won't sell my soul for some bread
Yea
God in my corner
Yea he is father
I put that on kids I ain't had
Yet
Telling my momma I got her regardless
Don't give af what they done said
Yea
Can't hate in my heart
I just love you from far
Southern and Island yea I'm outlaw
Warriors deep in my blood from the start
That kuta, and Marcus, and Malcolm, and Martin 
Bitch I'm from the gutta yea filled up my noggin
I'm tired of struggling, I'm tired of poverty
These thoughts just be all in my head
Running and running till I get a pen 
Maybe I won't be the best that ever done did
But I'll make sure that we never forget
Yea

They lie lie
Running at me is suicide
Do or die
Don't testify
Momma at home can't make cry
They wanna see my body covered in red
Send me to hell for shit I ain't did
Yabba gone rise regardless
My nigga rise regardlessss

Yea yea
We gone rise regardless
They just hating us
Cause they wish they was us
Why you acting so Tuff fo I take out my yea
Uh uh

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