[{"id":2713686,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: Monkey Barz\n  duration_ms: 194000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":33258110,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz (Instrumentals)","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: Monkey Barz (Instrumentals)\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":31914020,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"The Next Spit, Volume 4","duration":56.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: The Next Spit, Volume 4\n  duration_ms: 56000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":22312314,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Gorilla","duration":193.666667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: Gorilla\n  duration_ms: 193667\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":37304542,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Bars","duration":194.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: Monkey Bars\n  duration_ms: 193724\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":34137520,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Triple Threat","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: Triple Threat\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":29041261,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Saints Row The Third - KRhyme FM 95.4","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! Sean P!\nBlast these niggaz son!\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\nStraight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\nPick up they bad habit, now the God do both\nPoppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\nUp in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\nBling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\nToo many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\nI'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\nBitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\nBurn my kingdom, must use fire\nBig bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\nYo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\nBust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\nDon't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\nQuick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\nDru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\nBuckshot, what up, yeah yeah\nBig Rock, what up, yo yo\nTek and Steel what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nI step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\nLost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\nSo I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\nGot my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\nKeep it hardcore, far more than the average\nAnd job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\nY'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\nWhylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\nStupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\nJust because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\nHave to step back and laugh at these hoes\nI'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\nIke Turner when rockin' the wife beater\nYou step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\nRustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\nIlla Noyz, what up, yo yo\nElroy, what up, yo yo\nSephlo, what up, yo yo\n\"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n[Sean Price]\nYou can say what you want, just spell my\nFirst name Sean, last name Price\nNiggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\nFucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\nNiggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\nI rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\nI used to sell crack and listen to Redman\nNow I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\nSean Price, always broker than most\nThat's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\nPut ya hands where my eyes can see\nYo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\nBung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\nI will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Boom Bye Yeah\n  artist: Sean Price\n  album: Saints Row The Third - KRhyme FM 95.4\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man,\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n  [5 Ft.]\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":39379071,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":185.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nShut the fuck up and record the shit man,\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom Bye Yeah nigga\n\n[5 Ft.]\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! 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Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  \"First name Sean, last name Price\"\n\n  [Sean Price]\n  You can say what you want, just spell my\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"},{"id":19744443,"name":"Boom Bye Yeah [Explicit]","trackName":"Boom Bye Yeah [Explicit]","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Monkey Barz","duration":193.985306,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Shut the fuck up and record the shit man\nBefore I come out there and beat the shit out you B\nBoom bye yeah nigga let's go\n\nYeah, come on, yeah come on\nThrow ya hands up, yeah yeah\nSean P! 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137360\n- text: I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  start_ms: 137360\n  end_ms: 139860\n- text: I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  start_ms: 139860\n  end_ms: 142440\n- text: Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n  start_ms: 142440\n  end_ms: 144820\n- text: Sean Price, always broker than most\n  start_ms: 144820\n  end_ms: 147370\n- text: That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  start_ms: 147370\n  end_ms: 150620\n- text: Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  start_ms: 150620\n  end_ms: 152620\n- text: Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  start_ms: 152620\n  end_ms: 154940\n- text: Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  start_ms: 154940\n  end_ms: 157950\n- text: I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n  start_ms: 157950\n  end_ms: 192710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 192710\nplain: |-\n  Shut the fuck up and record the shit man\n  Before I come out there and beat the shit out you B\n  Boom bye yeah nigga let's go\n\n  Yeah, come on, yeah come on\n  Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah\n  Sean P! Sean P!\n  Blast these niggaz son!\n\n  You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs\n  Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope\n  Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both\n  Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine\n  Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine\n\n  Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing\n  Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king\n  I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher\n  Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire\n  Burn my kingdom, must use fire\n  Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider\n\n  Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all\n  Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n  Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray\n  Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah\n\n  Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah\n  Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah\n  Big Rock, what up, yo yo\n  Tek and Steel what up, yo yo\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n\n  I step in the ring, weighing an even two hundred\n  Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, fuckin around with E pills\n  So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane\n  Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain\n  Keep it hardcore, far more than the average\n  And job core, I smoke more than ya bastards\n  Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with Ruck\n  Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherfucker\n\n  Stupid bitches think the god got plenty dough\n  Just because they sober, motherfucker I pull any jones\n  Have to step back and laugh at these hoes\n  I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya\n\n  Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater\n  You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers\n  Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo\n  Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo\n  Elroy, what up, yo yo\n  Sephlo, what up, yo yo\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n\n  You can say what you want, just spell my name right\n  First name Sean, last name Price\n  Niggaz I'm David Ruffin in the flesh\n  Fucked up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo\n  Niggaz be rhymin' bout nothing\n  I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something\n  I used to sell crack and listen to Redman\n  Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn\n\n  Sean Price, always broker than most\n  That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up\n  Put ya hands where my eyes can see\n  Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine\n  Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't fuck with mine\n  I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he fuck with mine, yo\n"}]