Fortune & Fame: Book

Church first women Jasmine Cox, Larson Bush, and Rachel Jackson Adams are return and are in process for combating it out once more this time on reality TV—in the most recent joint effort between national top of the line and recompense winning creators Victoria Christopher Murray and Reshonda Tate Billingsley.

Jasmine Cox, Larson Bush, and Rachel Jackson Adams have been through a considerable measure together—from battling for their spouses to turn into the leader of the American Baptist Coalition to getting stirred up in a loathsome homicide. Presently the reticent foes have ended up the stars of First Ladies, an eagerly awaited new reality network show.

Jasmine scoffs at the thought of airing her filthy clothing on national TV, yet Rachel sees it as the ideal chance to take her brand to the following level. Also if Rachel is in, so is Jasmine. All the cast parts are ladies of God—the amount show can there be?

Rachel and Jasmine know their own particular pasts are cloudy, yet they'll appear as though choir young ladies when the insider facts and sins of the others become known. The two will by and by need to structure an unholy collusion to go up against these purported Godly ladies who see the show as their opportunity to bring them down—at any cost.

Fortune and Fame

You got a life of fortune and fame, but no need to know your name

He’s always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power X2

It’s time to reclaim the game, sit up in the shadows and rebel against fame

If you think im only living for the fame well thats wrong X2

I work with top notch lyricism, cause i be spittin wisdom

so tie my lyrics followw the d's and never listen

i wanna take you there, and make you all aware

its not the...

(its not about the toone)

there'd be no easy way to make a living when ya living on a ? pay

i've seen careers disappear in this situation

dedication be the name across my chest and blazer

i've seen these people come (i've seen these people go)

i watch their lives just crumble and then theres some that grow

but do you know what its really like to live this life?

i dedicate my struggle to the downsyde!

you got a life of fortune and fame, but no need to know your name

he's always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power

you got a life of fortune and fame, somethings never change

he's always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power

(so where you at)it's never for the fortune and fame

(not for the cash) not for the people calling ya name

(we get up high) everynight through the highs and the lows

(it never dies) through the time where the eyes be closed

(is it love) oh yeaah! and the passion and heart

(is it to much) we make the sacrifice for the yard

(we made a mark) hard yards we were rippin the seems

(from the start) for fillin our dreams

you got a life of fortune and fame, but no need to know your name

he's always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power

you got a life of fortune and fame, somethings never change

he's always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power

keep on movin

movin on up we rising like the heat of the sun

keep on pushin

keep on pushin day to day like the beat of the drum

keep on livin

we're livin for the now since the day we begun

keep on dreamin

of the freedom we believe in till the day that we done

i'm just a common man who struggles to live

in the land of dramas.....

here along comes a wagon with a family of kids

you gotta hand me a pig full of centrelink payments

or chase materials and minimum wages

and to be a pawn in the economical matrix

i'm gonna make it as a king of the social gay mix?

lame how it's legal to step on your neighbours

in a stakes and matters game that everyones playing

(ah money and power) we all strive to make it

but condescend me kids i'll make you famous

is it for the fame?

you got a life of fortune and fame, but no need to know your name

he's always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power

is it for the fame?

you got a life of fortune and fame, somethings never change

he's always looking high, don't care for nothing but the money and the power

Is it for the fame?

Fame and Fortune

Fame And Fortune is the seventh album by Bad Company, released in 1986. It is the first album released by the reformed Bad Company, featuring original members Mick Ralphs (guitar) and Simon Kirke (drums), with the addition of new frontman Brian Howe (formerly of Ted Nugent's band) substituting for original singer Paul Rodgers. While original bassist Boz Burrell appears credited as part of the lineup, the liner notes reveal that session player Steve Price plays on the album.

The album was produced by Foreigner producer Keith Olsen, and Foreigner's Mick Jones serves as executive producer and co-writer of several tracks.

Fortune & fame

Artist: Raekwon
Album:  Blood on Chef's Apron
Song:   Fortune & Fame
Typed by: pneumatic

[Chorus 1: ???]
Fame, The fortune and fame has got you blind
Just open your eyes real wide so you can see
Fame, Ohh, Lights, Camera, Action, S here we go
Lace them boots up, It's time to roll

[Raekwon]
We play backgammon in the crib, Checking out knot's landing
Who shot Blake up, She fucking his man's men
Residing in Nevada, Prada tees, Four trucks
Hiding cheese, We gotta, New and improved shottas
Cooking narqs, Hood niggas, Vision my spark
I ran around the World three times already and partly own her
Maker of the planet, Dammit, Planet of the Apes
Mad guerillas is fake, Evil hamsters
Lurking like they networking
Niggas giving jobs to the wrong workers, I'm hurting
Close the Benz curtain yo
No love for life no more, I write what I'm writing for
I need a lot of hype, Big up my white boys
Yo Lex, When you coming with the purple tape
Hold up nigga wait, Keep it cool, You'll get a plate
And yo the CD is great, Mad ethnic
This is not synthetic, This is for the crib with the lake
Get your money, See me, An athlete, Regular nigga
We out on Broadway, Throw me on, Breathe easy
Clip from The Wire, Rally out in Vegas
Hit The Strip, Fire, Streetcar Named Desire
Yo lights get lit up, Paparazzi jumping out
Yachtzi, Niggas wanna slump when I sit up
Yo, Holding the hammer, Four-five, Little bit of ice
They tryna run me off the road like Diana

[Chorus 2: ???]
Fame, Fame, Ohh, Lights, Camera, Action, So here we go
Lace them boots up, It's time to roll