**Currently Transcribing @b3autyk**3r*** [Intro: Foxy Brown (1974)] You think you're back in with those people, but you got a stick of dynamite up your a** and the fuse is burning, you understand? Now I want you out. (Oh you...) Who does she think she is? Well thats my sister baby, and she's a whole 'lotta woman [Man] Yo, so whats you're name? [Kari] Kari Faux, as if you didn't know I'm the spunky chick with the natural curly fro [Man] And where you from? [Kari] Arkansas, Little Rock to be exact Where the b**hes keep attitudes And them n***as stay strapped [Man] So, Whatchu do? [Kari] Break rules, and said f** school Now I Bust flows over beats to make your body move This is me, no apologies, so sit back while I kick this Fauxlosophy [Kari Verse] n***a I'm the dopest the coldest the do-it in my section Them n***a's that you want are the ones I be neglectin' Don't box me in with basic hoes, I'm different, just deceptive Don't believe what you see on TV it's a weapon of ma** deception I'm perceptive, eclectic, connected and respected No love for feeble minded hoes, I can't f** with them skeptics They wastin' precious time trying to figure out my method Dont watch me, watch yourself and up your game You need to step it Im from a small town where nigaas was known to bang on streets But see, me, I would much rather bang up on these beats and maintain the peace, by any means Like a mix between Malcom X and Martin Luther King There's a really thin line between love and hate, real and fake, you actin n***as musta missed your take The seasons up, the show was canceled, cause the ratings was low If you call that being real, then I'd rather be, Faux