Statiç: Frost



The brew hop, the top notch, or the top shelf with scotch?

And we top down, the Nags Head, one up from Tim Scott.

The word to ur man, and the Professor X, but this ain't ur Psylocke.

To pop rocs, to pop, lock, now it's the tic tock.

To get the shaft, the Gamecock, the chef is the new Betty Crock.

And to Papa Doc, to knock of ur socks? But this the Beast and ur Holy Ground.

And to not make a sound, and OJ the Klown, what was lost is not always found.

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