Method Man
Photo by Dave Allocca
1997
“From the depths of the killa to the top, we’re now born/Wildin’ on Staten Island be the poet John John/Can’t forget Bobby, if I did I’d feel gypped/Like my sandwich ain’t a sandwich without Miracle Whip”
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