Well, my is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Mode I rap Fresh Mode, I'm on Fresh
And I'm Dustin, bustin', that's my trade And all you sucka gotta get soufled I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode I'm on Mode, I'm on Fresh Mode
Hey, let me plummet from the summit to the as bactine To away the rotten bacon fakin' sizzling I make your feelings cool, let's get you a towel With a style, I keep it fresh like a aisle What's up to the with especially you ladies If it's jiggling baby, go ahead maybe
to the rhythm, to the roll, to the rap People stand in when my rhymes are on tap They color me with the flesh crayon And if it doesn't stay on, I got a can of on So you can see how top we get
Yo, man I come fresher a moist toilette Now some of players play mister big salami But truth be told, fold like origami And cease to make moves, 'cause they get in the tarpit
When they try to shame On my resistant carpet In combat, I'm a diving I'm locked in, I'm a rugrat, well get on that
I adjust my sight to terminate a termite And torpedo a mosquito, 'cause I a bug bite I put the vibes in the archives to stay
I'm done drowsy and lousy today And if you feel the way Come check us at a spot with no dress We're on Fresh
on Fresh Mode We're on Mode on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh
This fresh breath mint dropped like a hint I see them but they see me like limo tint I'm lint under a black light, I out you rap to Flashlight and fan out Put an on the cargo Your days are through
You call [unverified] (Who are you?) I'm (I know that)
We went through stacks and of old wax To it back Now I smoke Buddha, can't stand Cess But I'll eat a couple Ruffles, 'cause guaranteed fresh I'm like Indiana Jones skulls and bones
Not to mention cars and cellular phones I see the circus on the surface, it's the no doubt All leaks from the spout, 'cause the freaks to come out The buzz around says you gotta
You If it's anything less than don't say nada Ugly in your ear Young Einstein on the fader Cutting a cheese grater
Now we gotta be Sonny ex and share a song That hits heads like care, so pull up a chair Others want the prize and may commercialize They're sly like a fry guy stealing my
But it's nothing but love When we rockin' pound Not Depeche We're on Fresh
Now where's Young (The man with the beats to a disaster) He's on Mode, he's on (Fresh, Fresh) He's on Mode, (Fresh, so Fresh)
And this is Ugly Duckling, groove We rock from the to the ocean floor on Fresh Mode, we're on Fresh Mode We're on Mode, we're Fresh