Born Vinicius Sosa on April 19, 1994, the underground rapper SosMula spent … Read Full Bio ↴Born Vinicius Sosa on April 19, 1994, the underground rapper 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 two, Mula started a tumultuous state-to-state shuffle before eventually settling in Manhattan’s Upper East Side. Mula’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 life style."

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, who together with producer THRAXX formed City Morgue.

Body Parts
SosMula Lyrics

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Beep
Beep, beep
Beep, beep, beep, beep
Beep, beep, beep
Skrrt, skrrt
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a

I'm a Illuminati, y'all (sleeze)

I'ma kill the bodyguards (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Hit the club, party hard (splash, splash)
Sippin' mud, wockyhardt (splash, splash)
Get the car, Bugatti start (skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, we selling body parts (sleeze, sleeze)
Get the car Bugatti start
Bitch, we selling body parts (sleeze, sleeze)

I'ma up it, up it, up it (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Have you ducking, ducking, ducking (skrrt, skrrt)
Ak it's a Russian, Russian (boom, boom)
Stick it hold a dozen dozen (boom, boom)
You ballin' on a budget (no, no)
You ballin' on a budget (no, no)
Let's just change the subject (sleeze, sleeze)
Let's just change the subject
I take yo' chain it's nothing (gimme that, gimme that)
Take yo' chain it's nothing (gimme that, gimme that)
Give yo' brain concussions
Give yo' brain concussions
Bitch, I do two hundred
Bitch, I do two hundred
Blood on the blue hunnids (sleeze, sleeze)
Blood on the blue hunnids (sleeze, sleeze)

I'm a Illuminati y'all
I'ma kill the bodyguards
Hit the club party hard
Sippin' mudd wockyhardt
Get the car Bugatti start
Bitch we selling body parts
Get the car Bugatti start
Bitch we selling body parts

Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
Bitch, I park the car (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Vroom, vroom, bitch, it park it self (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Vroom, vroom, press a button just to start (beep, beep, beep)
Vroom, vroom, ya fallin' off, ya on the shelf
Vroom, vroom I'm in the car, no seat belt
The shotty spark, ya face melt
I'm throwing Molotov's, ya need help (sleeze, sleeze, sleeze)
I'm fucking famous bitches on the DL

I'm a Illuminati, y'all (sleeze)
I'ma kill the bodyguards (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Hit the club, party hard (splash, splash)
Sippin' mud, wockyhardt (splash, splash)
Get the car, Bugatti start (skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, we selling body parts (sleeze, sleeze)

Get the car Bugatti start
Bitch, we selling body parts (sleeze, sleeze)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of SosMula's song "Body Parts" paint a picture of a reckless lifestyle. The opening lines of "Beep, beep" represent the sound of a car horn or alarm, setting the tone for the rest of the lyrics that revolve around cars, guns, and partying. The rapper calls himself Illuminati, a term that is often associated with a secret society, perhaps suggesting a sense of power and influence that he possesses. The line "I'ma kill the bodyguards" speaks to his disregard for safety measures, and his willingness to take risks that others may not. As the song progresses, he talks about hitting the club and partying hard, drinking heavily ("sippin' mud, wockyhardt"), and selling body parts. The latter lyric raises eyebrows and suggests something nefarious, perhaps even illegal, but it is unclear whether the rapper is speaking literally or using metaphors.

In the second verse, the rapper continues to exude confidence and aggression. He talks about having a gun and being ready to use it at any moment. He calls himself a baller and implies that his lifestyle is lavish and luxurious. He also takes aim at someone else's budget, suggesting that they are not as wealthy as he is. The line "Let's just change the subject" feels like a dismissal of those who are not on his level. He then switches back to violent and threatening lyrics, saying that he can easily take someone's chain and give them a concussion. The final lines of the song mention doing 200 miles per hour, blood on money, and throwing molotov cocktails, further emphasizing his fearlessness and disregard for danger.

Overall, the lyrics of "Body Parts" paint a picture of a dangerous and ruthless lifestyle. The rapper seems to revel in his own power and wealth, and is unafraid to use violent means to maintain it.

Line by Line Meaning

Beep
Start of the song with sound of a car that sets the mood for extra-dangerous content

Beep, beep
Repetition of the car sound to intensify the atmosphere

Beep, beep, beep, beep
Persistant car sound that builds ominous vibe and hints at fast-paced action

Beep, beep, beep
Continuation of the intense car sound to keep listeners on edge

Skrrt, skrrt
Sound of car accelerating, and reveals that the artist is behind the wheel and ready to go

I'm a Illuminati, y'all (sleeze)
Claims to be a powerful member of secret society that controls the world and commands respect from listeners

I'ma kill the bodyguards (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Suggests readiness to resort to violence, and reminds listeners that artist is not to be messed with

Hit the club, party hard (splash, splash)
Intends to enjoy life to the fullest by spending money on wild parties, and describes the sound of champagne bottles popping

Sippin' mud, wockyhardt (splash, splash)
Drinking cough syrup mixed with soda, and associates the sound of slurping with getting high

Get the car, Bugatti start (skrrt, skrrt)
Prepared to flee the scene after pulling off illegal activities, and shows off his expensive car with flashy engine sounds

Bitch, we selling body parts (sleeze, sleeze)
Boasts about dealing in illegal markets by selling human organs and associates it with feeling of sleaziness

I'ma up it, up it, up it (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Preparing to show off by raising his gun, and shows excitement with the sound of loading bullets

Have you ducking, ducking, ducking (skrrt, skrrt)
Threatening to shoot at someone and describes the sound of themevading the bullets.

Ak it's a Russian, Russian (boom, boom)
Uses Russian-made machine gun and describes the sound of firing shots.

Stick it hold a dozen dozen (boom, boom)
Refers to a shotgun and shows intention to hold a large number of shells.

You ballin' on a budget (no, no)
Taunting listeners who can’t afford extravagance and implying that he has a lot of money.

Let's just change the subject (sleeze, sleeze)
Aware that the topic has become uncomfortable to listen to, and chooses to switch to another topic that is easier to talk about.

I take yo' chain it's nothing (gimme that, gimme that)
Threatening to steal listener's valuable belongings, and taunts them by saying it’s not a big deal.

Give yo' brain concussions
Intends to cause severe damage to your head if provoked.

Bitch, I do two hundred
Claims to drive his car at a speed of 200 miles per hour.

Blood on the blue hunnids (sleeze, sleeze)
Associates the color of the hundred-dollar bills with blood, implying that he has money through violent means.

Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
Setting the tone for another high-speed chase or escape.

Bitch, I park the car (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Confidently shows off driving skills and describes the sound of parking the car.

Vroom, vroom, bitch, it park it self (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Shows off hi-tech features of the car and jokes that it can park itself.

Vroom, vroom, press a button just to start (beep, beep, beep)
Highlights the luxury of the car and the ease of use, being able to start the car with just a single button.

Vroom, vroom, ya fallin' off, ya on the shelf
Taunts listeners that they are no longer relevant, and they’re being left behind by the artist.

Vroom, vroom I'm in the car, no seat belt
Brags about taking risks and implies that he is unafraid of getting into accidents.

The shotty spark, ya face melt
Choosing to use a shotgun and describing the destructive power of the weapon.

I'm throwing Molotov's, ya need help (sleeze, sleeze, sleeze)
Planning to use Molotov cocktails, and mocking audience by suggesting that they won’t be able to take him down.

Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Written by: Jai Davis, Vinicius Sosa

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