Get on This

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