My Shot (Sped Up Nightcore)

My Shot (Sped Up Nightcore) - Alex Lacamoire/Anthony Ramos/Daveed Diggs/Leslie Odom Jr.

Lyrics by：Albert Johnson/Christopher Wallace/Kejuan Waliek Muchita/Lin-Manuel Miranda/Oscar Hammerstein II/Osten Harvey/Jr./Roger Troutman

Composed by：Lin-Manuel Miranda/Richard Rodgers

I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo I'm just like my country

I'm young scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

I'ma get a scholarship to

King's College

I prob'ly shouldn't brag but dag

I amaze and astonish

The problem is I got a lot

Of brains but no polish

I gotta holler just to be heard

With every word I drop knowledge

I'm a diamond in the rough

A shiny piece of coal

Tryin' to reach my goal

My power of speech unimpeachable

Only nineteen but my mind is older

These New York City streets

Get colder I shoulder

Ev'ry burden ev'ry disadvantage

I have learned to manage

I don't have a gun to brandish

I walk these streets famished

The plan is to fan this spark into a flame

But damn it's getting dark

So let me spell out the name

I am the

A-L-E-X-A-N-D

E-R we are meant to be

A colony that runs independently

Meanwhile Britain keeps

******* on us endlessly

Essentially they tax us relentlessly

Then King George turns around

Runs a spending spree

He ain't ever gonna set

His descendants free

So there will be a

Revolution in this century

Enter me

He says in parentheses

Don't be shocked when your

Hist'ry book mentions me

I will lay down my

Life if it sets us free

Eventually you'll see my ascendancy

And I am not throwing away

My shot

I am not throwing away

My shot

Hey yo I'm just like my country

I'm young scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

And I'm not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo I'm just like my country

I'm young scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

It's time to take a shot

I dream of life without a monarchy

The unrest in France

Will lead to 'onarchy

'Onarchy how you say

How you s-oh anarchy

When I fight I make

The other side panicky

With my

Shot

Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice

And I got y'all

Knuckleheads in loco parentis

I'm joining the rebellion

'Cause I know it's my chance

To socially advance

Instead of sewin' some pants

I'm gonna take a

Shot

But we'll never be truly free

Until those in bondage have

The same rights as you and me

You and I do or die

Wait 'til I sally in

On a stallion with

The first black battalion

Have another

Shot

Geniuses lower your voices

You keep out of trouble

And you double your choices

I'm with you but the situation is fraught

You've got to be carefully taught

If you talk you're gonna get shot

Burr check what we got

Mister Lafayette hard rock like Lancelot

I think your pants look hot

Laurens I like you a lot

Let's hatch a plot blacker

Than the kettle callin' the pot

What are the odds the gods

Would put us all in one spot

Poppin' a squat on conventional

Wisdom like it or not

A bunch of revolutionary

Manumission abolitionists

Give me a position

Show me where the ammunition is

Oh am I talkin' too loud

Sometimes I get overexcited

Shoot off at the mouth

I never had a group of friends before

I promise that I'll make y'all proud

Let's get this guy in front of a crowd

I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo I'm just like my country

I'm young scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo I'm just like my country

I'm young scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

Ev'rybody sing

Woah woah woah

Hey

Woah

Woah

Woo

Said let 'em hear ya yeah

Let's go

Woah woah woah

I said shout it to the rooftops

Woah

Said to the rooftops

Woah

Come on

Yeah

Come on let's go

Rise up

When you're living on

Your knees you rise up

Tell your brother that

He's gotta rise up

Tell your sister that

She's gotta rise up

When are these colonies

Gonna rise up

When are these colonies

Gonna rise up

When are these colonies

Gonna rise up

When are these colonies

Gonna rise up

Rise up

I imagine death so much

It feels more like a memory

When's it gonna get me

In my sleep seven feet ahead of me

If I see it comin' do I run or do I let it be

Is it like a beat without a melody

See I never thought I'd live past twenty

Where I come from some get half as many

Ask anybody why we livin' fast

And we laugh reach for a flask

We have to make this moment last that's plenty

Scratch that

This is not a moment

It's the movement

Where all the hungriest brothers with

Something to prove went

Foes oppose us we take an honest stand

We roll like Moses claimin' our promised land

And if we win our independence

Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants

Or will the blood we shed begin an endless

Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants

I know the action in the street is excitin'

But Jesus between all the bleedin' 'n' fightin'

I've been readin' 'n' writin'

We need to handle our financial situation

Are we a nation of states

What's the state of our nation

I'm past patiently waitin'

I'm passionately smashin' every expectation

Every action's an act of creation

I'm laughin' in the face of casualties and sorrow

For the first time I'm thinkin' past tomorrow

And I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo I'm just like my country

I'm young scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

We're gonna rise up time to take a shot

We're gonna rise up time to take a shot

We're gonna

Rise up

Rise up

It's time to take a shot

Rise up

Rise up

It's time to take a shot

Rise up

Take a shot

Rise up

Take a shot shot

Shot

A-yo it's

Time to take a shot

Time to take a shot

Not throwin' away my

Not throwin' away my shot