**Currently Transcribing @b3autykill3r***
[Intro: Foxy Brown (1974)]
You think you're back in with those people, but you got a stick of dynamite up your ass 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 bitches keep attitudes
And them n***as stay strapped
[Man]
So, Whatchu do?
[Kari]
Break rules, and said fuck 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 mass deception
I'm perceptive, eclectic, connected and respected
No love for feeble minded hoes, I can't fuck 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