Faith Evans was Almost Raped By Tupac? Faith Evans Tell-All Book: "Keep The Faith": A  passage from Faith Evans Tell-All Book has surfaced.Where Faith has revealed that while still being married to Notorious Big she was almost raped by Tupac Shakur after getting in an argument with the rap star over some cash.Here’s the excerpt:

(keep in mind this is all heresay as Faith evans is probably lying to market her book further cause no one gives a shit about her anymore, we all know Tupac actually respected woman and even went as far as to shoot two cops to help a random bystandard female who was being harrassed by off duty cops. Faith evans is a bullshitter, don't beleive a word from this excerpt. We put it out there for you to take in and make your own opinions though. Not to mention Faith reveals this over 10 years later rite around the time promoting her book, get real Faith Evans no one cares!)

“You know, I love New York.”"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 *!$%&**!$%&**!$%&**!$%&**!$%&*.”
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..”