UCR will reign for a thousand years, dishing out pain and bringing out tears.
U C R clan, u Run. And it ain't a joke son. Come step to us and you'll get done faster than a McDonalds bun.
We are for the shield, but mess with us and your blood will paint the field.
This ain't a resignation but a consecration, we're Holy Ground spitting sounds so dope that All Ye Who Enter Here, Abandon hope!
Rest in Peace our fallen Gs, but the Team's still got Playa's! |