Well, my name is C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh I rap Fresh Mode, I'm on Fresh
And I'm Dizzy Dustin, bustin', my trade And all you sucka alligators gotta get I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode
Hey, let me plummet from the summit to the as bactine To away the rotten bacon fakin' sizzling I wanna your feelings cool, let's get you a towel With a style, I keep it fresh a produce aisle What's up to the guys with you ladies If it's jiggling baby, go ahead maybe
to the rhythm, to the roll, to the rap People stand in line when my are on tap They me fresh 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 fresher than a moist toilette Now some of these players mister big salami But truth be told, fold like origami And to make moves, 'cause they get stuck in the tarpit
When they try to shame On my resistant carpet In combat, I'm a wombat When I'm in, I'm a rugrat, well get on that
I adjust my bird sight to a termite And a mosquito, 'cause I hate a bug bite I put the dark vibes in the to stay
I'm done drowsy and lousy today And if you the same way Come check us at a spot with no dress We're on Fresh
We're on Fresh on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh We're on Fresh
This fresh breath mint gets dropped a hint I see them but can't see me like limo tint I'm lint under a light, I stand out you rap to Flashlight and fan out Put an embargo on the shipping days are through
You call [unverified] (Who are you?) I'm (I know that)
We through stacks and stacks of old wax To it back Now I don't smoke Buddha, can't Cess But I'll eat a couple Ruffles, 'cause they're guaranteed I'm like Indiana dodging skulls and bones
Not to mention fancy cars and phones I see the on the surface, it's the pipe no doubt All leaks from the spout, 'cause the freaks to come out The around town says you gotta
You If it's anything less than fresh don't say Ugly in your ear With Young on the fader like a cheese grater
Now we gotta be Sonny Bono's ex and a song That hits heads hair care, so pull up a chair Others want the prize and may commercialize They're sly like a fry guy my fries
But it's about nothing but When we rockin' pound Not Depeche We're on Fresh
Now where's Einstein (The man the beats to cause a disaster) He's on Mode, he's on (Fresh, Fresh) He's on Mode, (Fresh, so Fresh)
And is Ugly Duckling, groove galore We from the clouds to the ocean floor We're on Fresh Mode, on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh Mode, Fresh