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K. Fed Decries Divorce

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Kevin Federline believes in many things. Like procreation. And the all-occasion appropriateness of baggy, saggy he-capris, wife-beater tees, trucker hats and perma-stubble. And the smooth ride of a Ferrari. And his mad skills as a rapper.
But divorce court? Not so much.
Britney Spears' underemployed hubby knows a good situation when he finds it (the occasional visit from child services notwithstanding), and he insists he's not about to throw in the towel -- especially a plush Egyptian cotton one like he probably gets at the Malibu pad of his meal-ticket missus -- when times get tough.
"I ain't gettin' no divorce," K. Fed assures Spin. "[Bleep] that! I don't believe in that s**t. Once you get married, you're in it for the fight."
His oh-so-romantic marriage-as-war musings came during a discussion of Nick Lachey's possible alimony payments from his big-earning almost-ex Jessica Simpson, who, unlike Britney, didn't ink a prenup before saying "I do."
"[Bleeeep]! That's crazy," Kevin expounds. "But they did their whole thing together. They came up together, y'knowwhatI'msayin'? They really blew up together on ["Newlyweds"]. They deserve whatever they get. That's how I see it. My situation is different."
He's quick to pooh-pooh persistent rumors questioning his devotion to Britney, his downward-spiraling wife of a year and a half and mother of his seven-month-old son Sean Preston, whose recent high-chair spill resulted in yet another visit from authorities.
"False," Federline says of talk of trouble in their marriage, adding, "Completely. [Rhymes with "glass"] backwards. People, unless you go through it every day, really don't know what all these celebrities go through."
But K. Fed, whose every Newport and Red Bull run is snapped by the ever-present "pavarottis," understands, and even holds the press responsible for, his transformation from unknown backup dancer to "PopoZão"-spouting, Thomas Dolby-riff-stealing wannabe rapper.
"I don't have a choice. It's not like I can go and do construction, start building houses in Malibu," he quips. "[The media] are forcing me to do this, and I'm glad they are. I'm more than happy to do it."
And despite the global guffaws that have greeted his initial ditties (his latest opus includes references to both Barney Rubble and Bryant Gumbel), Kevin is convinced he has the talent and credibility to back up his grand hip-hop ambitions.
"Music is music," he says. "Back in the day, did they hate Jerry Lee Lewis for coming out with the stuff he was coming out with?"
Federline, whose still label-less debut album "Playing with Fire" is due out this summer, categorizes himself "as an artist -- a true artist. I'm not out here to battle people, I'm not out here to be the best rapper; I'm out here to be the best artist. Where I'm lookin' at it, it's like your whole performance is your package." As for his reputation as a "pimp," K. Fed contends it couldn't be further from the truth, although he laughs that "if I'm gonna be a rapper, that image can't really hurt."
Edifies the Fresno-raised dad-of-three, "A real pimp is a dude who's making money off [rhymes with "stitches"] who sling that [please see glass rhyme above] on the street. Nowadays, people will say they're a pimp just because they're suave."
But not Federline, who double-negatively declares, "I'm not no pimp. I'm just Kevin. Happy husband. Happy father. I didn't pimp Britney. I found love."