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Please hold your breath as we take you
Through an underwater hip hop extravaganza

Underwater rimes
We're now descending
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We're 200 fathoms and dropping
We're 400 fathoms, we have arrived

Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid
Treated her to caviar an' wine over shrimp brain
In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more?
You never heard nobody kick it like this before

Pink champagne, octopus brains
Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane
That sucker tried to hit a mix but the mix didn't happen
Records kept floatin', all the fish kept laughin'

A blowfish blew my mind an' started to rhyme
As the octopus cut nine records at a time
Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down"
But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned

The rhymes he say have no particular order
Underwater, underwater
Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughta
Hold your breath, MCs, my rhyme's underwater

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I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper”

Sittin' in my aqua blue jail cell, didn't have my bail
I had to break out with the rhyme
Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster
Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster"

Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time
Like fish on a dish, you gettin' served with the rhyme
Kick the jam in a crowd if you need a fo' instance
Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this
I'm tweakin' your speakers an' I'm makin' no sense
'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense

The rhymes he say have no particular order
Underwater, underwater
Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughta
Hold your breath, MCs, my rhyme's underwater

Never learn to swim, baby
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Never learn to swim, baby
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Uh, 1, 2, say, 1, 2
They call me MC Blowfish
We're gonna do a little somethin' like this

Well, I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster
Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the shanksters
Because I blew your mind an' started to rhyme
Doesn't mean that we're I'm cool
'Cause you'll be back next time

With a hook an' a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound
I'm tellin' you, I'm down
I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay
You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray

Get out of here with your boat an' a stick
Get out of line, I'll call my homey, Moby Dick
I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me
People fishin' don't catch me

An' when you get home sad 'cause you missed
Just remember MC Blowfish
Ha an' you don't stop, ah, yeah
Uh, oh, here comes that stupid shark again
I guess I better blow up

Please hold your breath as we take you
Through an underwater hip hop extravaganza