Well, my is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Mode I rap Mode, I'm on Fresh Mode
And I'm Dustin, bustin', that's my trade And all you alligators gotta get soufled I'm on Mode, I'm on Fresh Mode I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode
Hey, let me plummet the summit to the scene as bactine To clean away the rotten bacon fakin' I wanna your feelings cool, let's get you a towel a style, I keep it fresh like a produce aisle What's up to the guys 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 fresh with the flesh 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 than a toilette Now some of these players mister big salami But truth be told, they're like origami And cease to make moves, they get stuck in the tarpit
they try to spill shame On my resistant carpet In combat, I'm a diving When I'm locked in, I'm a rugrat, well get on
I adjust my sight to terminate 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 Come check us at a with no dress code We're on Mode
on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh
This fresh mint gets dropped like a hint I see them but they can't see me limo tint I'm under a black light, I stand out While you rap to and fan out Put an embargo on the shipping days are through
You call [unverified] (Who are you?) I'm (I didn't that)
We went through and stacks of old wax To it back Now I smoke Buddha, can't stand Cess But I'll eat a couple Ruffles, 'cause they're fresh I'm like Indiana Jones dodging skulls and
Not to mention fancy cars and 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 around town says you gotta
You If it's anything less fresh don't say nada Ugly Duckling in ear With Young Einstein on the Cutting like a cheese
Now we be Sonny Bono's ex and share a song hits heads like hair care, so pull up a chair Others want the cash prize and may They're sly a fry guy stealing my fries
But it's nothing but love When we your pound Not Depeche We're on Mode
Now where's Einstein (The man with the beats to a disaster) He's on Mode, he's on (Fresh, Fresh) on Mode, he's (Fresh, so Fresh)
And this is Ugly Duckling, galore We from the clouds to the ocean floor We're on Mode, we're on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh Mode, Fresh