My Job, My Home & The Maid | Stand-Up Comedy by Sumit Anand
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Nikc-Nack - What Do You Say? (original comedy song)
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Nikc-Nack - What Do You Say? (original comedy song)

Nikc-Nack on Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/nikcnackgamesIndieMG Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/IndieMGIndieMG Website - http://indieis.me/ORIGINAL SONG by Myself. Score written by Nikc-Nack Track recorded and mixed by Nikc-Nack

Hola Guapa
03:01
Hola Guapa

accordian maestro Jacques Pellarin

Cory Henry and The Funk Apostles - 'Our Affairs'
13:19
Cory Henry and The Funk Apostles - 'Our Affairs'

Cory Henry, famous for his Hammond B3 and his Funk Apostles, is recorded live in LA with his band, singing 'Our Affairs'.  His new album is called 'Something to Say' and draws on his love of 70's soul music and his inspirations, Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, Donny Hathaway and more.#coryhenry #funkapostles #ouraffairs #steviewonder #marvingaye #donnyhathaway #funksoulmusic #hammondb3 #keyboards #funky #soulful #vocalist #funkband #jeeni #music #musicians #independent  #keyboards #synthmusic #singersongwriter #musicvideo #livegig #recordedlive #musicfest #community #talent #unsigned #creatives #fans #superfans 

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

Nikc-Nack - What Do You Say? (original comedy song)
03:08
Nikc-Nack - What Do You Say? (original comedy song)

Nikc-Nack on Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/nikcnackgamesIndieMG Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/IndieMGIndieMG Website - http://indieis.me/ORIGINAL SONG by Myself. Score written by Nikc-Nack Track recorded and mixed by Nikc-Nack


Hola Guapa
03:01
Hola Guapa

accordian maestro Jacques Pellarin


Cory Henry and The Funk Apostles - 'Our Affairs'
13:19
Cory Henry and The Funk Apostles - 'Our Affairs'

Cory Henry, famous for his Hammond B3 and his Funk Apostles, is recorded live in LA with his band, singing 'Our Affairs'.  His new album is called 'Something to Say' and draws on his love of 70's soul music and his inspirations, Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, Donny Hathaway and more.#coryhenry #funkapostles #ouraffairs #steviewonder #marvingaye #donnyhathaway #funksoulmusic #hammondb3 #keyboards #funky #soulful #vocalist #funkband #jeeni #music #musicians #independent  #keyboards #synthmusic #singersongwriter #musicvideo #livegig #recordedlive #musicfest #community #talent #unsigned #creatives #fans #superfans 


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