We'd like to ask now that all passengers please hold
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their breath, as we take you through an underwater hip hop extravaganza.
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Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid,
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Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain,
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In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more?
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You never heard nobody kick it like this before,
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Pink champagne, octopus brains,
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Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane.
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That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix didn't happen,
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Records kept floatin' all the fish kept laughin'
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A blowfish blew my mind and started to rhyme,
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As the octopus cut nine records at a time.
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Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down,"
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But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned.
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The rhymes he say have no particular order
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Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater,
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Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
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Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
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I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper,
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Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
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Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
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I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper."
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Sittin' in my aqua-blue jail cell, didn't have my bail,
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I had to break out with the rhyme,
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Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster,
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Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster"
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Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time,
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Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme.
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...if you need a fo' instance,
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Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this.
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I'm tweakin' your speakers, and I'm makin' no sense,
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'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense.
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The rhymes he say have no particular order
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Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater
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Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
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Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
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Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish,
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And we're gonna do a little something like this:
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Well I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster,
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Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the...
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Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme,
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Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time,
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With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound,
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I'm tellin' you I'm down,
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I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay.
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You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray.
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Get out of here with that boat and a stick,
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Get out of line, I'll call my homey Moby Dick.
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I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me,
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People fishin' don't catch me.
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And when you get home, sad 'cause you missed,
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Just remember MC Blowfish
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Keep on, you don't stop.
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Uh oh, here comes that stupid shark again, I guess I better blow u
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Underwater Rimes (Remix)
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| Digital Underground |
