Lin-Manuel Miranda - My Shot (demo) lyrics

[HAMILTON] 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 just got 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 is unimpeachable [HAMILTON/MULLIGAN] Seventeen years-old, but my mind is older [HAMILTON] As 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 my name Yo, it's the— [HAMILTON/MULLIGAN] A-L-E-X-A-N-D E-R—we are—meant to be… [HAMILTON] A colony that runs independently Meanwhile, Britain keeps sh**tin' on us endlessly Essentially, they tax us relentlessly Then King George turns around and runs a spending spree He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free So there will be a revolution in this century Enter me! [MULLIGAN] (He said in parentheses) [HAMILTON] 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 [HAMILTON & MULLIGAN] 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 [MULLIGAN] 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 I'm Hercules Mulligan, a tailor spying on the British Government I take the measurements, information and then I smuggle it Up to my brother's revolutionary covenant I'm running with the Sons of Liberty, and I'm loving it Britain is hustlin' and bustlin' and we are sufferin' So we started Tea Party tusslin' We knocked the stuffin' out of any English Muffin kid You know my Irish temper hotter than an oven get The king is huffin' and puffin' but he just bluffin' it Every bad British wolf ain't blowin' nothin' in This British solider he tried to hand me a summons, sh** I cursed his mother turned around wiped my bu*t with it I'm only joking but you see how deep the trouble get They take our money and then expect us to put up with it And hungry as a brother get, I be seeing colors, man Soon I have them screaming, please, Hercules Mulligan Please stop shoving them, squabbling, and scuffling Jesus, please, we've had enough punishment Every where you go your man Hamilton be hovering You and your brothers got us ducking running for cover man Well that's what happens when you up against the ruffians We in the sh** now somebody got to shovel it Hercules Mulligan, needs no introduction If you knock me down I get the f** back up again! [HAMILTON/MULLIGAN] 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 [HAMILTON/MULLIGAN/ENSEMBLE] 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 [LAURENS] Ev'rybody sing: Hey! Wooh!! Rise up! Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Don't this sh** make my people wanna rise up? Rise up! [COMPANY] Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yea! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yea! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! [HAMILTON] I imagine d**h so much it feels more like a memory When is 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 and that's plenty Scratch that This is not a moment, it's a movement Where all the hungriest brothers with Nothing to prove went Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand And roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land And? If we win our independence? ‘Zat a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed begin an endless Cycle of vengeance and d**h with no defendants? I know the feelin' 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 pa**ionately 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 [HAMILTON/ENSEMBLE] 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 [HAMILTON] 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 [COMPANY] Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yea! [COMPANY] Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, yeah!