I'm cut from a different cloth. I would never moon someone. I was raised in a good family.
I came out even with all the struggles I endured on Rikers Island.
Put out great music, and that's that
32 grams raw, chop it in half, get 16. Double it times three, we got 48. Which mean a whole lot of cream. Divide the profit by four. Subtract it by eight. We back to 16.
My purpose is far greater than my pain
I did almost a year in prison, a year in prison, just because my name is Foxy Brown.