Well, my name is Andy C and I can That if you be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh I rap Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode
And I'm Dizzy Dustin, bustin', that's my And all you sucka gotta get soufled I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Fresh I'm on Mode, I'm on Fresh Mode
Hey, let me plummet from the to the scene as bactine To clean away the bacon fakin' sizzling I wanna make your feelings cool, get you a towel With a style, I it fresh like a produce aisle What's up to the with especially you ladies If jiggling baby, then go ahead maybe
to the rhythm, to the roll, to the rap People stand in line my rhymes are on tap They color me fresh with the 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 fresher a moist toilette Now some of these play mister big salami But truth be told, fold like origami And cease to make moves, 'cause get stuck in the tarpit
they try to spill shame On my stain carpet In combat, I'm a wombat When I'm locked in, I'm a rugrat, get on that
I adjust my bird sight to a termite And torpedo a mosquito, 'cause I hate a bug I put the dark in the archives to stay
I'm done feeling drowsy and lousy And if you feel the way Come us at a spot with no dress code We're on Mode
on Fresh Mode We're on Mode We're on Mode We're on Mode
This fresh mint gets dropped like a hint I see but they can't see me like limo tint I'm lint under a light, I stand out While you rap to and fan out Put an on the cargo Your shipping days are
You better call (Who are you?) I'm (I didn't that)
We went through and stacks of old wax To it back Now I don't smoke Buddha, stand Cess But eat a couple Ruffles, 'cause they're guaranteed fresh I'm like Indiana dodging skulls and bones
Not to mention fancy cars and cellular I see the circus on the surface, it's the pipe no All these leaks from the spout, 'cause the to come out The buzz around says you gotta
You If it's anything less than fresh don't say Ugly in your ear Young Einstein on the fader Cutting like a grater
Now we be Sonny Bono's ex and share a song That hits heads like hair care, so 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' your Not Depeche We're on Fresh
Now Young Einstein (The man with the to cause a disaster) He's on Mode, he's on (Fresh, Fresh) He's on Mode, (Fresh, so Fresh)
And this is Duckling, groove galore We rock from the clouds to the ocean We're on Fresh Mode, on Fresh Mode We're on Mode, we're Fresh