I'm a child of the Women's Movement. I always believed that I could do anything. That women didn't have to be limited in any way.

To find a prince, you gotta kiss some toads.

I've never stabbed, hurt, killed, stolen, anything, but I went to jail for a year. What is that? My pastor said to me the fact that I'm not living under a bridge as a crazy woman, talking to myself, is amazing.

Being in jail, it's humbled me in a way I never imagined.

I am racing to the studio the moment that God affords me the opportunity to hear again.

I came out even with all the struggles I endured on Rikers Island.

I devoted my career to building an affinity with my fans who have supported me unflinchingly and no barbed wire fence or prison wall will stop that.

I did almost a year in prison, a year in prison, just because my name is Foxy Brown.

I love Harlem, it's like a second home to me.

I was falsely arrested twice, slandered and defamed.

I'm cut from a different cloth. I would never moon someone. I was raised in a good family.

I'm not at every party; I'm not seen everywhere. That's why people still care about my brand.

I'm willing to do whatever I need to do to change.

It feels so good to tell the truth.

My life needed to be saved. Not just Foxy. That's my character. That's my work. Inga is a person.

My purpose is far greater than my pain.

Put out great music, and that's that.

The only crime I'm guilty of is being a young black woman.

My family never missed a visit in eight months, ever. I cried coming out. I didn't cry coming in. There's a big difference. I believe that God put me there for a reason, Incarceration is serious.

The Foxy character and Inga Marchand are two different people. My fiance calls me Inga. No one around me calls me Foxy. I go to church every Sunday. I go to Bible study every Friday night. I'm saved.