Sean Price has been around almost as long as good hip-hop has, a hard-knuckled veteran who delivers with consistency. Unfortunately, the effort hasn't always been recognized. (Such is the peril of being an underground artist!) Price first found audiences as half of Heltah Skeltah, which itself was a fraction of Boot Camp Clik, only for both of those entities to fall apart: problems with labels and each other were to blame.

And so, in the mid-2000s, Sean P. went solo, putting the entirety of Brooklyn on his own back—he's a big guy, large frame, he can handle it. Though he hasn't been embraced by radio or television, his rhymes - brutal, comical - have found a home on the blogs, Nah Right especially. (When his songs hit the Internet, you'll see tweets go up that just say "P!") He puts up numbers, too: the trendline of his last three solo albums have hooked an impossible curve upwards. It could be the music, or it could be that he knows how to conduct himself in interviews.