Farid - Patience
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Farid - PatienceFarid made the first steps of his musical journey right after he learned how to stand up on his feet and isn’t ever planning to stop. As a child, he was greatly influenced by the heavy pop & r’n’b music wave that characterised the 90s, identifying strongly with Michael Jackson who, along with Justin Timberlake, have remained his strongest inspirations up to this day and have motivated him to never give up and pursue his dream of a stage career. CREDITS Artist: Farid Writer: Farid EL Hassass Producer: Johannes Lemken Mastering: Paul Laffree Director: Suzy Kay  Producer: Priscilla Roemer  Co-Producer : Lennard Workala  D.O.P: Tobias van Daal  Focus Puller : Jesse Koelstra  Gaffer: Lighting Jesus Bestboy: Timo Eijskoot Mua: Darien Touma Styliste: Safak Sel Setdresser: Shanya Valies  Grader: Tytanium Model by: Tata Orozco

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Rocky Badd - JUICE LIKE THAT x Shot By Shawny Marie
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Rocky Badd - JUICE LIKE THAT x Shot By Shawny Marie

Directed By - @ImRocky.Badd Shot By - @ShawnyMarie_ PROD. By - @WoodOnTheBeat

D-Low Beatbox - DUBSTEP BEATBOX
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D-Low Beatbox - DUBSTEP BEATBOX

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Malaguena - Michael Lucarelli, classical guitar
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Malaguena - Michael Lucarelli, classical guitar

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BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
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BROOKLYNN - i hate it here

On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here

Rocky Badd - JUICE LIKE THAT x Shot By Shawny Marie
04:00
Rocky Badd - JUICE LIKE THAT x Shot By Shawny Marie

Directed By - @ImRocky.Badd Shot By - @ShawnyMarie_ PROD. By - @WoodOnTheBeat


D-Low Beatbox - DUBSTEP BEATBOX
02:08
D-Low Beatbox - DUBSTEP BEATBOX

New camera! cheers to the crazy bunch that donated sooo generously in stream to make this happen! (Sam, d.r Steve, Castle etc)


Malaguena - Michael Lucarelli, classical guitar
03:31
Malaguena - Michael Lucarelli, classical guitar

Youtube:https://www.youtube.com/user/michaell...​ Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/lucarelliart​ Twitter: http://twitter.com/lucarelliguitar​ Linkedin: https://www.linkedin.com/in/michael-l...​ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/michaelluca...​


BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
03:46
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here

On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here