Well, my is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is where be I'm on Mode, I rock Fresh Mode I rap Fresh Mode, I'm on Fresh
And I'm Dustin, bustin', that's my trade And all you alligators gotta get soufled I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Fresh
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 guys with you ladies If it's jiggling baby, then go ahead
to the rhythm, to the roll, to the rap People stand in when my rhymes are on tap They me fresh with the flesh crayon And if it doesn't on, I got a can of spray on So you can see how top we get
Yo, man I come than 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 spill On my stain carpet In combat, I'm a wombat I'm locked in, I'm a rugrat, well get on that
I adjust my bird sight to a termite And torpedo a mosquito, I hate a bug bite I put the dark vibes in the to stay
I'm done feeling drowsy and today And if you the same way check us at a spot with no dress code We're on Mode
We're on Mode We're on Mode We're on Fresh on Fresh Mode
This fresh mint gets dropped like a hint I see but they can't see me like limo tint I'm under a black light, I stand out you rap to Flashlight and fan out Put an embargo on the shipping days are through
You better call (Who are you?) I'm (I didn't that)
We through stacks and stacks of old wax To bring it Now I smoke Buddha, can't stand Cess But I'll eat a couple Ruffles, they're guaranteed fresh I'm like Jones dodging skulls and bones
Not to mention fancy and cellular phones I see the circus on the surface, it's the no doubt All these from the spout, 'cause the freaks to come out The buzz around town you gotta
You If it's anything less than don't say nada Ugly in your ear With Einstein on the fader Cutting a cheese grater
Now we gotta be Sonny Bono's ex and share a That hits heads like hair care, so pull up a Others want the cash and may commercialize They're sly a fry guy stealing my fries
But it's about but love When we rockin' your Not Depeche We're on Fresh
Now where's Young (The man the beats to cause a disaster) on Mode, he's on Mode (Fresh, Fresh) He's on Mode, (Fresh, so Fresh)
And this is Duckling, groove galore We rock from the clouds to the ocean on Fresh Mode, we're on Fresh Mode We're on Mode, we're Fresh