Rapper/jailbird Foxy Brown is not exactly known for her understated style or demure nature. As the convicted criminal left Rikers Island prison yesterday, she was greeted by quite the orchestrated PR setup. After spending eight months in prison, Foxy was greeted by hordes of fans waiting outside the prison walls, along with a herd of reporters. Unlike the average inmate who has to leave in the prison’s bus, Foxy was chauffeured in a Rolls-Royce Phantom, thanks to the wrangling of , New York City councilman Charles Barron. Foxy was also greeted by her hair and makeup artist, who brought along a leather jacket and other attire to keep her looking her best. And through it all, she remained ever humble and contrite.

While relishing the welcome-home hugs and kisses, she sounded less than contrite about her stretch behind bars.
“I did almost a year in prison, a year in prison, just because my name is Foxy Brown,” she said.

[From the New York Daily News]

Actually I checked with the courts (and by that I mean Wikipedia) and Foxy actually did eight months in prison just because she assaulted several people on several occasions and violated her probation. Oh and her name isn’t really Foxy Brown. So pretty much no part of that statement is accurate.

Foxy’s Rolls-Royce took her straight to church, where she spent some quality time being expressing her gratitude to the man upstairs. Well after she did some shopping and ate some chicken.

Rapper Foxy Brown got out of the Big House Friday, and said she was heading straight for God’s house. “The first place I want to go is church. I’ve got to get on my knees,” the hip-hop honey said. First, though, she went shopping in Harlem and stopped for a little soul food. Then she made a beeline for her childhood home in Brooklyn.

“Feels good, feels good, feels good,” she said, climbing out of a white Rolls-Royce Phantom and running up the stoop of her family’s Prospect Heights home into her mother’s arms. “I love you, Mommy,” she told her mother, Judith Marchand, who presented the freed jailbird with smiley-face balloons and an arrangement of cut fruit shaped like flowers. “This is my house, my mother and whole family, my neighborhood, the room I wrote my first rap song in,” Brown gushed, as a VH1 film crew captured the moment for an upcoming reality show. “This is real emotional for me.”

[From the New York Daily News]

I live right next to Prospect Heights, and all I can say is I’ve spent the last 24 hours pretty damn scared. Where is Foxy Brown? Does she currently have a cell phone in her hand? What about a Blackberry or a Palm Pilot? It’s likely that there’s several nail salons within walking distance – does Foxy know where they are? Statistically speaking, what are the odds of me running into her? If I do, what are the odds that she’ll hurl whatever’s in her hand at me? I’m guessing the answer to the latter is about 70/30. Which is why I will now be walking around Brooklyn with protective headgear for the next three weeks, until I hear that Foxy’s gotten acclimated and settled down. Until then, expect that I won’t be leaving the house. The rest of New York City should probably consider following suit.

Here’s Foxy emerging from a white Silver Cloud Rolls Royce to greet her fans on 19th Ave as she is released from nearby Rikers Island Correctional Facility in East Elmhurst, Queens yesterday. Images thanks to Splash.