Best seller: The First Lady Faith Evans writes her memoirs – Biggie Smalls, Tupac, Missy, Mary J, Puffy, Whitney…

KEEP THE FAITH is Faith’s first person account of life at ground zero of hip-hop’s greatest generation. She’ll share the truth about the love affair that changed her life, and the innuendo that rocked the hip-hop world to its core. From her passionate and tragically short-lived life with Biggie, Faith will finally lay the true story on the line. We’ll get to see the good, the bad and the ugly side of P Diddy; nobody knew either quite as well as Faith. Faith Evans is a musical icon in her own right, dropping hit records such as Faith (1995), Keep the Faith (1998), Faithfully (2001), and The First Lady (2005). Aliya King is one of hip-hop’s most accomplished journalists, who has written cover stories for VIBE, The Source and many others.

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Keep the Faith: A Memoir

According to Faith Evans, “As far as I knew, Biggie was still on tour, I would later find out that he had been in town two days and hadn’t bothered to come home? Or even let me know he was in town? I felt like he was being disrespectful and sneaky and I didn’t like it at all.”

“It seemed like the more Big began to experience fame, the weaker our relationship became. One afternoon I was in the front seat of Big’s Toyota Land Cruiser with his friend Damion. I opened up the glove compartment looking for a tissue and there was a Polaroid picture of a tall, thin, light-skinned girl. There was a phone number scribbled at the bottom.”

“I felt my blood start to boil. I put the picture back and waited to see if it would disappear. It didn’t and when I saw it was still there a few days later, I sprang into action.”

“Someone who worked at Bad Boy was able to trace the number for me. It was a girl named Anita and she lived in Parkchester. I decided to pay Anita a little visit and show her what happens when you mess with my husband.”

“I got her exact address and I told Cheryl, my new running partner and my friend Chris to come with me. But first, I had to go to Harlem to the Abyssinian church for Puffy’s son’s christening ceremony. As soon as the ceremony was over, we said our good-byes and jumped in a cab to take a quick trip uptown to the Bronx. We told the cabdriver to wait outside Anita’s building.”

“When me and Cheryl and Chris got to her building, we rang the buzzer a few times. Finally, a young woman’s voice called out. “Who Is It?”

“It’s Chris,” said my friend Chris. Since Big’s real name is Chris, maybe Anita thought it was him. Either way, she buzzed us in.”

“We went up the elevator. When the door opened on her floor, we saw her open the door to her apartment and look into the hallway.”

“There go that bitch right there,” I said.

Cheryl held the elevator door open so we could have a quick escape. Me and Chris jumped the girl, pushed her into the apartment and gave her a thorough beatdown.”

“Me and Chris dashed back into the hallway and onto the elevator. The three of us ran out of the lobby and towards the waiting taxi cab. As we ran, Anita was hanging out the window of her apartment.”

“They just attacked me!” she was screaming. “Somebody call the police! There they are right there!”

“While Anita yelled and pointed in our direction, we ran and jumped in the cab and headed back to Manhattan, laughing all the way.”

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