[We`d like to ask now that all passengers please hold
their breath, as we take you through an underwater hip hop extravaganza.
Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid,
Treated her to caviar and 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 and 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
Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater,
Go `head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC`s, my rhyme`s underwater.
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 get served with the rhyme.
...if you need a fo` instance,
Watch the people stop, they don`t want to miss this.
I`m tweakin` your speakers, and I`m makin` no sense,
`Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense.
The rhymes he say have no particular order
Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater
Go `head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC`s, my rhyme`s underwater.
Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish,
And we`re gonna do a little something like this:
Well I`m a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster,
Kissin` all the girl fish, dissin` all the ...
Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme,
Doesn`t mean that I`m cool, `cause you`ll be back next time,
With a hook and 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 that boat and 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.
And when you get home, sad `cause you missed,
Just remember MC Blowfish
Keep on, you don`t stop.
Uh oh, here comes that stupid shark again, I guess I better blow up
