Quinn: Yo! We're back with another edition of Hamilton Reacts to Stuff!
Jefferson: You mean we're not done with this [bleep!]?
Quinn: No, TJ, we're not! And watch the potty mouth! Anyway, we've got a request from LunarSundae
Laurens: What's a Spamilton?
Quinn: Actually, I'd never even heard of it until LunarSundae brought it to my attention. I did some research, and it turns out it's a musical that kinda... pokes fun at you guys a little.
Hamilton: So, like, they're making fun of me? In song form? That's... pretty hurtful, actually!
Herc: And who the heck writes a musical about historical events? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!
Quinn: Well, anyway, I'm gonna pick three or four of the songs, and we'll all react together. Sound good?
Jefferson: Let's get this [bleep!] over with.
Quinn: Okay. And TJ, five minutes in the corner for repeated uses of a potty mouth.
Jefferson: *goes to the corner angrily*
Quinn: This song is the first one on the track. It's called "Lin-Manuel as Hamilton"
Hamilton: Who?
Quinn: Doesn't matter. On with the show!
How does a whippersnapper student of rap
And a Latin, trapped in the middle of a Manhattan flat
Win Broadway accolades while other writers kiss the corporate dollar
Grow up to be a hip-hop op'ra scholar?
Hamilton: Wait, this isn't about me at all!
Angelica: Not everything is. Shh!
This blue-collar, shining beacon,
Puerto Rican got a lot farther
By being a lot smarter
By stretching rhymes harder
By being a trend-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in a school with a music charter
Hamilton: Okay, wait, he's Puerto Rican? Guess he's not so bad then. [Caribbean pride]
And every day while shows were being slaughtered on Broadway
They played, he stayed away
He struggled, but in an odd way
Inside, he was longing to build a better Broadway
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Hamilton Reacts to Stuff!!
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