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Based on the True Story of Charles Mully. 

Lyrics:
Let's take into account those who to stay silent
Including but not limited to fear or domestic violence
When you're going through it heavy, are you really wrong?
If you weak and those around you beg you to stay strong
Imagine waking up one day and your family gone, for good
and you a kiddo starving wandering, through the hood
Tell me how you deal with that kind of abandonment 
And you aint even bit the hand the fed you, that's heavy anguish 
So you become a beggar, 10 years of that cuz you don't know no better
OG's in your village telling you "Bro, you can't be doing this no more -
go and it get together" and you don't even flinch to devise a plan 
4 days you walked across the desert sand 
Not a single drop of water, only sweat blood & tears, what it took -
for salvation and that special woman that you took you in 
Gave you work, now you got you a home
Serving with attitude and aptitude that no one condoned 
Promotion followed, and you felt grown 
You even went and bought the Cedes with rims on chrome
Success you were to new to this, student of life, 
learning your lessons with jubilance, a newely wed, 
lusting in lots of exuberance, but it was all good backed up by your business ties
Little did you know it would take turn one day 
Hoppin out your car a couple of brothers beg for some change 
Told em that you got none, they hit you with the look -
that's crooked like trying to cook a scheme to leave you shook 
Sure enough you come back to find out your car's missing 
Feeling like you slipped fell and you can't get up 
Cuz you were so rich that the whip aint mean much 
It was just the fact that you were once in their position, that's what made -
you feel like shyt seeking more than just forgiveness
Nights later around the dinner table telling your 8 kids and your wife -
how you would no longer work for the sake of the riches 
Matter of fact you wont even do business, that will all diminish
And unlike a leap of faith, call it a leap of purpose 
Deeply rooted from the heart, some will not see from surface 
But we got to help these street kids and orphans, that's what God told ya
Got to protect them from all these evil serpents 
Get em back up on their feet with tool belts to work with 
Give all something to eat, build a school, don't it feel like time to scale out -
try to find some bigger land, peep that spot right there, go and dig up witcha mans it'll be too perfect....

And what they had to understand is that that wasn't just your plan,
those were words from the upper hand go tell your brothers man 
it'll be too perfect.... Sisters have some hope, it'll too perfect 
aint no I in team, this a group purpose, check it out 

Turns out, you got a personal mission the church somehow condones 
Calling hundreds of these orphans children of your own 
You could just forget em, make a living for your own - 
but what if you were one of em, wouldn't you also want a home?
Let me get back to the story at hand, you found a water source - 
digging through 10 feet of african sand, angel investors in your corner -
steady backing your plan, 12,000 + transformations, damn..
Talk about a blessing my brother man, how it all equates is such a miracle - 
giving the grace to God, cuz cultivating a deeper relation is what helped you -
see the light and escape the fog, still you search through the night - 
trying to save em all, a little prayer plus the labor shape the way you are 
Redefining living large, acting on behalf of wisdom, 
ONE PERSON MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE SO LET'S START GIVING
giving a new meaning to living... 

I dedicate this song to Charles Mully, a true legend epitomizing altruism. 
A huge inspiration and a reminder that one person can make the world a better place for thousands. One of the best documentaries/movies I've ever seen in my life.

MULLY

LYRICS:

These polyphonix sounding raw, make my phonics optimal 
Sonically, I defy the impossible 
I am possibly pottin' up posted in the tropical
When you ballin at this level man it's more than optional
Not just bananas man it's platanos...
Costa keep it on lock like dreaded follicles
Vigilant and Skillosophical I am
Tryna see the picture clearer closer than a optical 
I know the plan like the back of my hand 
I got the map and everything stacked in the back of the van 
Ready for take off, who coming with? Im dapping the clan 
Got the Mic, my intuition ready to travel round half of the land, damn 

Listen Ima keep spitting, Ima keep dishing these words
Cause I was destined for this life to back it up with the verbs 
In case you didn’t catch that Ima back it up with the verbs
Like say less do and spit more verses reassure that’s for sure 
Guaranteed I won’t be round any herbs, unless they growin’ lush from under the dirt, yea
Let’s make this whole movement disperse, like a utopia, make a beautiful fusion of earth

I’m getting tubed in this work, like getting tubed in some surf 
So if you want ya seed to pop, come get a scoop of this fert (Short for Fertilizer)
I can show you the research, there is numerous perks
You can check with my connects they all attest cause we all stay true this turf
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But I’m Danny from La Costa, pack pruners in holsters
Make the most outta Miami Heat like Spoelstra
Coir from the coconut, microbial soak up 
Incorporate and administer thoroughly like I’m s’pposed ta
I’ve been a student of this life but I can coach ya 
A little bit about the earth and the culture
A little but about the dirt and the workflow 
Ain’t no time for leanin’ cuz we really strive to work for
separating all the facts from the folklore
The climate changin’ and we’re caught up in a Cold War 
The only way I really think we’ll pull it all off 
is if we come together, treat the planet like it’s home for
A big village united by 1 soul sword
and so far man I’m so charge ready to go for it 
Convertin’ energy free like it be solar, I’m so in 
Ima product of Fresco & Snowden, 
so I’m not with the ones who got plots to just use as another fool’s tool for controllin’
monopolies makin’ lots of cheese 
Last thing we need is Oligarchy please
Cause when they shoutin’ and they holding signs, they call police 
So what I’m tryna say is let’s figure out another way 
to be the change we want to see, nobody should be stallin’ peace
There’s many other beyond the streets 
to protest; like the way you spend ya cash flow how you stand for your beliefs
And is it every day? or is it every other week?
Because the path of greatness is path of patience 
on this path no cutting’ corners, gotta learn the steps, you cannot cheat 
And Ima tell em once again just to refresh their mind, 
I’m not a rapper shorty more like a vocalist-athlete 
And I’m not your ordinary phony story teller 
with a happily ever ending transcending into the galaxy….

Mothafucka peace!

Skillytopia Freestyle

Lyrics:

Shout out to the homie CJ3K
Whippin em 1 & em 2’s baby 
You are now in tune to that Costa Funk 
Get Down
Just know that with ya ups comes downs

Throw dem hands up, throw dem hands up
If you feeling like a playa or a gangsta 
Put ya mac down, put ya mac down 
If you feeling like a boss or a don homie
So come on throw it up
You know we showin up to show love 
Representing 3 o 5 Florida y’all 
Get Down 
but do no lose control
because too many feed their flesh and forget bout they soul   
Get Down 
But then you gotta get back up, that’s just a rule of thumb
Keep your medulla oblongata on the movement to come 
You gotta Do cuz you just gotta plus the movement is young
You gotta either Do it for ya self or do it cuz ya schoolin em 
Get Down 
and you can littly but really you gotta try to learn and earn
Get gritty wit it 
Get down 
and dirty with it for really to be acquainted yo you gotta
get gritty wit it 

That’s what I told myself when I felt I was knee deep 
with my street team handing out these CD’s 
realizing that rap is something you do 
Hip Hop is something you live 
We keep spraying graffiti on the walls of the wynwood district 
Makin art terrific, let’s be realistic, keep it altruistic
Key is stickin it close together post apocalyptic 
cuz Armageddon round the corner, paradise is glitchin 
We can see corruption in the eyes of politicians
But it ain’t a good time for bitchin 

The whole entire system been outdated way too long 
And I’ve been spreading myself thinner than some grey poupon 
I was about to say F it and just do my thang 
but the funny thing’s that my thang is to save you all 
Grace you with eloquence, mixed with benevolence,
Ima keep on shreddin it, rippin with adrenaline 
Shout out to my people who can feel it through the rhetoric
If I said it then I meant it, If I said it then I meant it yea
Get Down
and boogie wit it like Demarcus Cousins up in the paint, 
Get jiggy wit it 
Get Down
and boogie wit it like Demarcus Cousins up in the paint, 
Get jiggy wit it 

Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is Cost-aaa
Allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is Cost-aaa

Not your average rap star
Still aint go em plaques or stamps in my passport 
Guarantee you somethin though, working smarter than ever
Fast forward a couple years I’ll be stacking the Mozzarela, for real
My lady, put that whole tab on my cash card
with no cheese, just chickpeas and zataar
From the jump just a chef with dreams of rap star
Started spicin up my life came fluid to rap bars, listen 
More cooperation, see no competition, when we in the kitchen, 
Betta believe we Get Down  
More cooperation, see no competition, when we in the kitchen, 
Betta believe we out here Gettin Down  

You know this life is full up and downs 

Just know that with ya ups, comes downs (3x)

Get Down

What up folks, hope all is well.
Remember folks, always speak your mind. Don't hold anything back if something is bothering you.

TBG

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This beat was a track originally created by Haikeem and CJ3K found his catalogue he enjoyed the entire collection and decided to remix the original beat and have Danny Costa recite his verses on the track. This release is a part of a Miami movement dedicated to bringing talented artists together on this musical platform.

Time To Wake Up | Haikeem - Danny Costa - CJ3K

Danny Costa is a Miami Native musician, fresh out the biota, that jazz got grit! 
Music is Life. Life in the Music. Live cuz of Music. 
IG - DNNYCOSTA

MULLY

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