SosMula - BERZERK

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{Intro}
I eat pieces of shits like you for breakfast
Bro, you eat pieces of shits for breakfast? (Beep, beep, beep-beep-beep—beep-beep-beep)
Ayo, Shoki this go crazy

{Verse 1}
Caucasian female but her spouse Spanish
Before we breaking in we cutting off the house cameras
Bitch I'm running in your house, watch your house vanish
I put this gun up in your mouth, bitch I'm outlandish
Sleezy why you wanna murk me?
Sleezy please don't hurt me
Sleezy chill
Shut the fuck up bitch I'm on a percy
Where your husband at? I seen him through the blindfolds
Where your brother at? I seen him that's when time froze
Where my 100 racks? give it back, you boutta die ho'
Thеy started bustin' back, I don't like, I let my 9 blow
Lеt my Russian clap, shot his back, and his spine broke
Brought my 100 back, I'm feeling back up in my time zone
I can't double back, I threw my strap, I love my 9 chrome
They ain't coming back, all them whack, in that pine ho'
Teeth on Pepsi black, no not that, these not no Rhinestones
Made 500 racks selling crack off my iPhone

{Chorus}
Home invasions, murder one
Bones breaking, dirty gun
No neighbors there to find
Hoes naked, dirty 9
Goat racing, money run
Both flavors, honey bun
Soul taker, honey hun
Chrome laser, tommy gun

{Verse 2}
Dead friends, not the phony bro, you’ll see outta line
Best friends, got his homie smoked for dollar signs
Triple six, seek the holy ghost I’m out of time
Bitch I sold my soul, I signed it on a dotted line
Look my wrist is cold froze, perfect diamonds, lotta shine
You can see the .44, lining right up on the sign
Just another broke bro, dying on a homicide
Took my own soul, kamikaze bitch I’m traumatized

I think you're bluffing
I don't see nothing
Shut the fuck up
You see that?
You hear that?
Get your gun, get your gun, hurry up
They're coming, they're coming
Please, just chill, relax

{Chorus}
Home invasions, murder one
Bones breaking, dirty gun
No neighbors there to find
Hoes naked, dirty 9
Goat racing, money run
Both flavors, honey bun
Soul taker, honey hun
Chrome laser, tommy gun

Release Date: January 01, 2023

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Vinicius Sosa (b. April 19, 1988), better known by his stage name SosMula, spent his nascent years in the favelas of São Paulo where he was given a rude introduction to the world. Immigrating to America in 1996 at the age of 8, Mula started a tumultuous state-to-state shuffle before eventually settling in Manhattan’s Upper East Side. SosMula’s sound developed in these new stomping grounds, fusing the dexterous slant-rhyme style of NYC rappers with the fiery spirit of the Spanish Harlem.

The transformation from Vinny Sosa to SosMula began in high school. Rapping by the tenth grade, his friends took notice and dubbed the emergent emcee “Sos.” Surrounded by hard-living, Sos was extremely motivated for success. The desire to better himself and his family grew into an unapologetic love for money and led to his self-christening as Sos Money. A stint in jail further honed his resolve, and refined his pseudonym; Sos Money became SosMula. Though the dollar-bill association may be standard practice in the hip-hop community, the name resonated on a deeper level with Mula’s spirit and ambition. He soon found himself shouting his signature “MULA!” war-cry over studio mixes. Mula is Sosa’s world:

from the way I dress to the way I talk. It’s my name but it’s my lifestyle.

Flashy yet focused, Sosa is an emcee frustrated with the game and the grind who sees participation and excellence as the only means of overcoming it.

Mula is well associated with another New York underground rapper ZillaKami, and the two have released several albums together under the group name City Morgue.