Have any of you picked up Faith Evan’s book “Keeping the Faith” yet…It’s really good with juicy details on her marriage with BIG, her alleged affair with Pac, and beating down Lil Kim. Faith said that she caught Lil Kim butt naked in bed with her former husband Notorius B.I.G.. Here’s an excerpt from her book:

She pens in her memoire: I don’t know what got into my head. But I decided that I needed to know once and for all what Big was really trying to do. On that night before Christmas, I drove to Big’s house on a mission to find out where I really stood.

The security guard at the gate just waved me in when I pulled up. It was Christmas Eve and she’d seen me come into the complex with the kids, so I guess she didn’t think anything of it. I parked in the rear of Big’s town house and walked up to the garage. It was locked. I hadn’t been over to Big’s house a whole lot but I did know that you jiggle the garage door a certain way and unlock it.

I got into the garage, where there was an elevator that would take me to both floors of Big’s duplex. There I was, rocking a black skully cap and a heavy goose-down jacket, tiptoeing into the elevator and pressing the button to go up to the second floor, where his bedroom was located. I got to Big’s bedroom door, turned the knob, and went inside. As soon as I saw a small lump next to Big’s large frame, I flew into a rage, ran over to the side of the bed, and pulled back the covers. I grabbed some chick out of the bed and started beating her ass. At some point, the chick’s wig came off in my hand; it was a short, cropped wig. I stopped throwing punches for a minute to get a good look at the chick I was beating up. It was Lil Kim. She was completely butt-naked, yelling as I pushed her around the room.

“So you not f***king her, right?” I screamed at Big. “Yeah, you not messing with her anymore, right?”

When they heard all the commotion, Cease, D-Roc, and Gutter came running into the room. ‘Oh sh**!” they yelled in unison. “It’s Faye! How the hell she get in here?”

Big sat up in bed and pointed at Kim, who was standing in a corner of the room, trying to cover her naked body with her hands while I was still yelling at Big. “Yo, get her outta here,’ Big said. They led Kim out of the room and she screamed and cursed the whole way.

It was absolutely crazy in that house. Kim was naked and being led somewhere to get dressed. I was still screaming on Big. Damion, Cease, and Gutter were laughing in amazement that I would be so bold. And Big looked like he was just too through with all of us. He sat up in bed shaking his head. Kim left the house and I stayed, talking to Big about why he couldn’t be honest with me about her.

“I thought it was all about Tiffany?” I asked. “You still messing with Kim, too?” Big had nothing to say.

I have to say I actually felt some pity for Kim. Big had a wife, and she settled for messing with him. Then he started dating Tiffany and Big had a wife and a mistress. And Kim still settled for being the other other woman. It seemed pretty sad to settle for that.

When I left a few hours later to get the kids, I noticed that Kim had taken my key to my Land Cruiser and scratched up my entire car, from the hood to the back bumper. Even though we ended up having sex that day, at that point I decided I was 100 percent through. I was not going to be a ride or die chick, always going to lengths to show Big how I felt. I was the mother of his child and his wife. But I was going to have to let go.

Faith also talks about her encounter with the late TuPac:

“You know, I love New York,” [Tupac] said. “But I’m not f*cking with New York right now.”

The air in the room seemed to get really thick all of a sudden. His demeanor had changed so quickly that I was truly afraid.

“Really?” I asked. “Why is that!”

“‘Cause n*ggas set me up that night. You know that right!”

I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. He was staring at me like he thought I was the one who set him up.

“You don’t really believe that bullsh*I,” I said.

“I’m telling you … n*ggas set me up,” he said in a low voice.

“Look, Pac. I just need to get my check and then I have to go …”

“The situation with the money is like this,” he said. “If I give it to you, then you my b*tch.”

I got up and moved farther away from where he was standing.

“I’m not anybody’s b*tch,” I said, trying to keep my voice even and steady.

“You Biggie’s bitch.”

I thought about how people always got sh*t wrong. He was probably thinking about the song “Me & My B*tch.” And I wasn’t with Big when he made that record.

“I’m his wife.”

“I though y’all broke up?” he asked

“We still married.”

“Whatever.”

“Look,” I said. “You hired me to do a song, I did it. I want my money and that’s it.”

“Oh word, it’s like that? You just want your money?”

“You told me it wouldn’t be a problem,” I said. “The only reason I came up here is because you said …”

“So you not trying to suck my d*ck?”

“What!” I screamed. “What are you talking about!”

Tupac raised his voice. “You know you want to suck my d*ck, b*tch! Don’t f*cking lie.” I burst into tears and grabbed my phone. “I have to get out of here.”

Tupac kept going. He was making no sense, cursing and yelling. He said something about Big and the East Coast.

“But … but … I thought y’all was friends,” I said. At this point, I could barely speak clearly because I was crying so hard.

“Whatever. You know you wanna be my b*tch,” he said, before going into the bedroom area and slamming the door.

As soon as I got my things together to leave, Tupac came back to the common area.

“Where the f*ck are you going!” he asked.

“I don’t know what you thought,” I said. “I really don’t. But it’s not like that.”

Tupac nodded slowly, staring at me intently. He wasn’t ranting or screaming anymore. But he had this very sinister smile on his face. I kept looking around the room because I felt like something was about to happen to me. I wasn’t sure if these guys were coming back or what. But something was wrong.

“It’s not like that?” he kept saying over and over again and nodding. “Well ai-ight then, f*cking b*tch. You want to leave! Tell the driver to take you home. The limo is still out there. Get the f*ck out..”

You gotta go get this book! Trust me its good! If you did get it, what did you think about it?