My Shot

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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 am not throwing away my shot!

I'mma get a scholarship to King's College! I probably 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 19 but my mind is older. These New York City streets get colder, I shoulder ev'ry burden ev'ry disadvantage I've 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 gettin' dark so let me spell out the name! I am the

A-L-E-X-A-N-D-R-A we are meant to be

a colony that runs independently. Meanwhile Britain keeps shitting' on us endlessly. Essentially, they tax us relentlessly. Then Queen Georgia turns around, runs a spending spree. She ain't ever gonna set our descendants free, so there will be a revolution in this century. Enter me!

She says in parenthesis.

Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me! I will lay down my life if it sets us free! Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy!

I am not throwing away my shot! (My shot)                                             I am not throwing away my shot! (My shot)                                             Hey, yo, I'm just like my country, I'm young, scrappy, and hungry, and I am 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 am not throwing away my shot!

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 say, oh anarchy! When I fight I make the other side panicky with my

Shot!

Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentence. And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis. I'm joinin' the rebellion, 'cause I know it's my chance to socially advance instead of sewing some pants! We 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 'till I sally in on a stallion with the first black battalion! Have another

Shot!

Geniuses, lower your voices. You keep outta 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! Mrs. 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've put us all in one spot? Poppin' a squat of conventional wisdom, like it or not! A bunch of revolutionary mammunition abolishionists! Gimme a position show me where the ammunition is!

Oh, am I talkin' too loud? Sometimes I get over excited. Shoot off at the mouth, I've never had a group of friends before. I promise that I'll make you all proud!

Let's get this girl 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 am 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 am not throwing away my shot!

Ev'rybody sing! Woah, woah woah! WHOO! Woah, woah, let's go! Woah whoa whoa! Said shout it to the rooftops! Whoa, said to the rooftops! Whoa, yeah

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! Rise up! 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 coming 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 20. 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 sistahs with something to prove went! Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand. We roll like Moses, claiming' 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 exciting but Jesus between all the bleeding and fighting I've been reading and writing! We need to handle our financial situation! Are we a nation of states? What's the state of our nation? I'm past patiently waiting I'm passionately smashing every expectation every action's an act of creation! I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow! For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow!

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 am not throwing away my shot!

We gonna rise up! (Time to take a shot!)

We gonna rise up! (Time to take a shot!)

We 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, it's time to take a shot!
Rise up, take a shot! Shot! Shot!
It's time to take a shot, time to take a shot
And I am not throwing away my

NOT THROWING AWAY MY SHOT! 

2 things. 

1: I did not change King's College to Queen's College simply because it's a place. Just like no one would change Georgia to George. It's a real place, even if it's not called King's College anymore. 

2: Yes, Mr. Lafayette translates to Mrs. Lafayette. Historically, Lafayette married at 16, and he would be 19 in 1776. 

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