Sean Price aka Sean P was an American rapper from Brownsville, Brooklyn, New York, famous as a member of hip-hop collective Boot Camp Clik. He came to fame as a member of the duo Heltah Skeltah, performing under the name Ruck, with partner Rock. He released three albums with Heltah Skeltah, 1996's acclaimed Nocturnal, 1998's Magnum Force and their last album D.I.R.T., an acronym for Da Incredible Rap Team. He released his solo debut in 2005, titled Monkey Barz. He followed up his debut solo album with Jesus Price Supastar, which he released in 2007 and Mic Tyson released in 2012. His last album is titled Songs in the Key of Price, released posthumously in 2015. Sean has also been featured in the hit game Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare, with a snippet of one of his songs in a level. He is famous for being quoted saying "I'm the brokest rapper alive."
Sean Price died on August 8, 2015, he died in his sleep.
Solidify
Sean Price Lyrics
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Why those niggas like killin son, i don't know
On the av(erage) impressin them silly whores
Rockin mad jewels and ice, but yo is it really yours?
Fakin ass nigga, hatin ass nigga
Sayin peace god even thankin ass nigga
I ain't scared I said it on Jamaican ass niggas
Bust dred in the head and escape fast with yah figures
Bullshit you sayin, but fuck you call the cops
Mo thug keep a bitch in this shit
I'm lifitn the fifth and leave you dead on pickin the cris
Air out hit nine-five-north we switch lanes
On my way to Buffalo we sell crack to Rick James
Dedicate this to niggas who say fuck Sean and
DJs who don't play rock a ruck songs might
Walk up in yah station and rip up your playlist
Play this before i run up and and gun up and spray shit
You on some gay shit like Lamar Latrell
And whenever I sing shit it be hard as hell
Chorus:
Yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air
My dog Sean P he gon eat this year
I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll
Move too fast my dog might have to kill ya'll
Hey yo be -tape pad and pen, rap shit
Arm and hammer cocaine, crack shit
44 Calico Desert Eagle gat shit
4 chicken wings pork fried rice, cat shit
Think niggas and bitch thugs ruckus will smack shit
Timbaland boxes and bank accounts where I stack shit
Kelly Price, Big Pun, 8-Ball, fat shit
Niggas who can't fuck with Ruck on that wack shit
My dick, my girl, KY Jelly, sex shit
GS, LS, LX, that's that Lex shit
Statewide to oversea tours, nigga reck shit
Calisthetics and Tae Bo, on some flex shit
Mike Piazza, John Franco, on some Mets shit
Pinch you wealth and social secutiry check shit
Lit on your moms pull out her weave disrespect shit
You gettin soo close, get off that next shit
Chorus:
Yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air
My dog Sean P he gon eat this year
I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll
Move too fast my dog might have to kill ya'll
Hey yo I'm Sean Price, no relation to Vincent
Used to be the man the ? recent
Bullshit went down, Sean had to get down he clowns with the tre pound
Skip towns in the Greyhound
Big weight how, bitin all means just as necessary
You temporary rock ruck remain legendary
Never worry, ice and cream just like Ben & Jerry
Then if any nigga disrespect me disincenitary
Secondary niggas try, to attack Sean
But I strap with the bomb my gat in the couron so
Never think a nigga ain't prepared for what the feeble do
Beat you to a Pope and sold you folks and your people too
Traum medicine, always keep Sean better and I said it then
It's lights out like calm medicine
You'll never win-your head hurt, here's Excedrin
Gotta keep it locked for the props and Benjamins
Got mad niggas at home, should reconsider and
They carrer they feel fear like Senior citizen and
You see the shit I'm in..
Chorus:
Yo son, yo, yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air
My dog Sean P he gon eat this year
I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll
Move too fast my dog might have to kill ya'll
In Sean Price's song "Solidify," he starts off rapping about getting high and questioning why some people enjoy violence. He then goes on to criticize those who try to impress others with flashy material possessions and call out "fakin ass" individuals. He's unafraid to speak his mind and even warns DJs who refuse to play his music that he'll come to their station and "rip up" their playlist. In the chorus, he emphasizes his financial ambition and warns anyone who tries to get in his way.
As the song continues, Sean discusses his life as a rapper and the highs and lows that come with it. He name-drops famous musicians like Kelly Price and Big Pun and addresses those who disrespect him. The final verse features Sean discussing his readiness for any kind of battle and stresses the importance of remaining locked in for the sake of financial gain.
Overall, "Solidify" showcases Sean Price's confident and unapologetic attitude toward the music industry, proving he's not afraid to speak his mind and call out those who try to stand in his way.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey yo blast it hittin hydro, make my eyes low
I'm smoking weed, it's making my eyes droopy
Why those niggas like killin son, i don't know
I don't understand why some people seem to enjoy violence
On the av(erage) impressin them silly whores
Most people try to impress women who are not worth impressing
Rockin mad jewels and ice, but yo is it really yours?
You're wearing a lot of expensive jewelry, but did you really earn it?
Fakin ass nigga, hatin ass nigga
You're fake and full of hate
Sayin peace god even thankin ass nigga
You say 'peace' and act grateful, but you don't really mean it
I ain't scared I said it on Jamaican ass niggas
I'm not afraid to call out Jamaican men
Bust dred in the head and escape fast with yah figures
I'll shoot you and run away with your money
Flows tight like your daughters' twat, yo you oughta stop
My rap skills are great, but I probably shouldn't make vulgar jokes about your daughter
Bullshit you sayin, but fuck you call the cops
I don't believe what you're saying and I won't go to the police
Mo thug keep a bitch in this shit
More gangsters have women involved in their criminal activities
I'm lifitn the fifth and leave you dead on pickin the cris
I'll shoot you with my gun and leave you dead on the ground
Air out hit nine-five-north we switch lanes
We're driving fast on the highway, changing lanes
On my way to Buffalo we sell crack to Rick James
We're going to Buffalo to sell drugs to Rick James
Dedicate this to niggas who say fuck Sean and
This song is for the people who dislike Sean Price
DJs who don't play rock a ruck songs might
I'm calling out DJs who refuse to play my music
Walk up in yah station and rip up your playlist
I'll go to the radio station and destroy your music selection
Play this before i run up and and gun up and spray shit
Play this song before I commit violent acts
You on some gay shit like Lamar Latrell
You're acting foolish, like the character Lamar Latrell from the movie 'Revenge of the Nerds'
And whenever I sing shit it be hard as hell
My music is great and I'm a skilled rapper
Yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air
Put your hands up if you're listening to this song right now
My dog Sean P he gon eat this year
I'm going to be successful this year
I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll
I understand that it's all about making money
Move too fast my dog might have to kill ya'll
If you mess with me, things might turn violent
Hey yo be-tape pad and pen, rap shit
I'm focused on writing lyrics and making music
Arm and hammer cocaine, crack shit
I'm involved in the illegal drug trade
44 Calico Desert Eagle gat shit
I have a powerful gun
4 chicken wings pork fried rice, cat shit
I eat cheap, low-quality food
Think niggas and bitch thugs ruckus will smack shit
I'm not afraid to fight people who try to start trouble with me
Timbaland boxes and bank accounts where I stack shit
I keep my money in a safe place
Kelly Price, Big Pun, 8-Ball, fat shit
I listen to other successful musicians, like Kelly Price, Big Pun, and 8-Ball
Niggas who can't fuck with Ruck on that wack shit
No one can match my rap skills
My dick, my girl, KY Jelly, sex shit
I'm talking about sex with my partner
GS, LS, LX, that's that Lex shit
I drive a Lexus
Statewide to oversea tours, nigga reck shit
I'm successful and travel for my music career
Calisthetics and Tae Bo, on some flex shit
I exercise and stay in good shape
Mike Piazza, John Franco, on some Mets shit
I'm a fan of the New York Mets baseball team
Pinch you wealth and social secutiry check shit
I'll steal from you if you have money
Lit on your moms pull out her weave disrespect shit
I'll disrespect your mother and pull out her hair extensions
You gettin soo close, get off that next shit
You're getting too close to crossing a line, you should stop
I'm Sean Price, no relation to Vincent
My name is Sean Price, but I'm not related to Vincent Price
Used to be the man the ? recent
I used to be more successful than I am now
Bullshit went down, Sean had to get down he clowns with the tre pound
I had to use my gun in a difficult situation
Skip towns in the Greyhound
I left town on a Greyhound bus
Big weight how, bitin all means just as necessary
I'll do whatever it takes to make money
You temporary rock ruck remain legendary
Other rappers come and go, but I'm always going to be legendary
Never worry, ice and cream just like Ben & Jerry
I'm not worried about the competition, I'm successful like Ben & Jerry's ice cream
Then if any nigga disrespect me disincenitary
If someone disrespects me, I won't hesitate to retaliate
Secondary niggas try, to attack Sean
Less successful people try to bring me down
But I strap with the bomb my gat in the couron so
I carry a gun with me at all times for protection
Never think a nigga ain't prepared for what the feeble do
Don't underestimate me just because I'm not weak
Beat you to a Pope and sold you folks and your people too
I'll beat you up and then sell your belongings and those of your friends and family
Traum medicine, always keep Sean better and I said it then
I keep trauma medicine with me to stay safe
It's lights out like calm medicine
If you mess with me, things might turn violent
You'll never win-your head hurt, here's Excedrin
You'll never win against me, and if you try, you'll need pain medication
Gotta keep it locked for the props and Benjamins
I need to keep working to make more money and earn respect
Got mad niggas at home, should reconsider and
I have a lot of people who depend on me
They carrer they feel fear like Senior citizen and
Other rappers are scared of me, just like they might be scared of an elderly person
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@Young-M
For real, he did kill that shit and the chorus is done by Animal Steel 🔥💥⚠
@JavierMunoz-lj8bv
They should release an anniversary edition for Monkey Barz with previous songs
@richiepace5032
ONE OF HIS BEST... R.I.P SEAN P!
@bobscaf2731
Love the lyrics don’t love the chorus but…Flow is impeccable on this !!!!🔥regardless if made album
@PejoACMHSV
Classic!
@vectwon6767
my fav sean p song. mike piazza john franco on some mets shit
@richiepace5032
I REMEMBER RUNNING AROUND MY NEIGHBORHOOD IN LIKE 06 SCREAMING THAT WHEN THE METS WHEN ON THAT LITTLE PLAYOFF RUN & LOST TO CARDINALS...😂😂😂😂