My Shot

     Gm                       Gm Am
I am not throwing away my shot
     Bb                       Bb
I am not throwing away my shot
    Bdim    Cm
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
    Dm  D#
And I'm not throwing away my shot

( D )

          Gm
I'mma get scholarship to King's College
     Gm       Am                Bb
I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
     Bb        Bdim    Cm
The problem is I got a lot of brains, but no polish
   Cm        Dm            D#
I gotta holler just to be heard
With every word I drop knowledge

      Gm
I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal
Am        Bb                                            Bdim     Cm
Tryin' to reach my goal, my power of speech: unimpeachable
                      Dm
Only nineteen, but my mind is older
      D#                       D
These New York City streets getting colder, I shoulder
      Gm
Ev'ry burden, ev'ry disadvantage
                        Am    Bb
I have learned to manage. I don't have a gun to brandish
                       N/A
I walk these streets famished
    Cm                  Dm
The plan is to fan this spark into a flame
     D#                           D
But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out my name
I am the-

Gm             Am
A-L, E-X, A-N, D
Bb
E-R-we are-meant to be

     Cm                       Dm
A colony that runs independently
           D#                      D
Meanwhile, Britain keeps shitting on us endlessly
      Gm
Essentially, they tax us relentlessly
Am        Bb
Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree
Bdim     Cm                  Dm
He ain't never gonna set his descendants free
              D#              D
So there will be a revolution in this century

N/A
ENTER ME!

    Gm
(He says in parentheses)

Am       Bb
Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me
Bdim   Cm               Dm
I will lay down my life if it sets us free
  D#                       D
Eventually you'll see my ascendancy

         Gm                        Gm  Am
And I am not throwing away my shot (my shot)
     Bb                       Bb
I am not throwing away my shot (my shot)
    Bdim    Cm
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry

Dm      D#                    D
And I'm not throwing away my shot

Gm                        Gm  Am
I am not throwing away my shot
Bb                        Bb
I am not throwing away my shot
    Bdim    Cm
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
    Dm  D#                   D
And I'm not throwing away my shot
                    Gm
It's time to take a shot!

Gm                               Gm Am
I dream of life without the monarchy
Bb                                    Bb  Bdim
The unrest in France will lead to "onarchy"
Cm                                    Cm  Dm  D#
"Onarchy?" How you say, how you s-Oh, anarchy!
                                   D
When I fight I make the other side panicky
With my

Gm
Shot!

Gm                           Am
Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice
      Bb                                  Bdim
And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis
     Cm                                          Dm
I'm joining the rebellion cuz I know it's my chance
Continues after the ad
    D#                           D
To socially advance, instead of sewin' some pants
I'm gonna take a
HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE:
Gm
Shot!

              Gm                 Am
Eh, but we'll never be truly free
   Bb                                                   Bdim
Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me
Cm                                        Dm     D#
You and I, do or die, wait till I sally in on a stallion
               D
With the first black battalion
Have another

Gm
Shot!

Gm                      Gm Am
Geniuses, lower your voices
    Bb                                 Bb    Bdim
You keep out of trouble, and you double your choices
    Cm                      Cm    Dm
I'm with you, but the situation is fraught
                            D#
You've got to be carefully taught:
                               Gm
If you talk, you're gonna get shot!

Gm                     Am
Burr, check what we got
    Bb                               Bdim
Mr. Lafayette hard rock like Lancelot
             Cm
I think your pants look hot
     Dm
Laurens, I like you a lot
              D#                           D
Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot
             Gm                                         Am
What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot
Bb
Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
Bdim       Cm                 Dm        D#
A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists
N/A
Give me 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 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!

     Gm                        Am
I am not throwing away my shot
     Bb
I am not throwing away my shot
    Bdim    Cm
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
        D#                D
And I'm not throwing away my shot

     Gm                        Am
I am not throwing away my shot
     Bb
I am not throwing away my shot
    Bdim    Cm
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
        D#                D
And I'm not throwing away my shot

Everybody sing
Gm                                         Bb
Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh (Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh)
Hey
                    Cm
Wo-oh-oh (Wo-oh-oh)
Wooh!!
                    D#
Wo-oh-oh (Wo-oh-oh)
                        D
Sing let 'em hear ya (Yeah)

           Gm                Am  Bb
Let's go! (Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh)
I said, shout it to the rooftops
  Bdim   Cm
(Wo-oh-oh)
Said to the rooftops
    Dm  D#
(Wo-oh-oh)
Now come on
  D
(Yeah)
Now come on, let's go

Gm
Rise up
                                 Am   Bb
When you're living on your knees, you rise up
                            Bdim   Cm
Tell your brother that he's got to rise up
                            Dm     D#
Tell your sister that she's got to rise up

          D                   Gm
When are these colonies gonna rise up
(Whoa, woah)
                        Am    Bb
When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah)
                        Bdim  Cm
When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah)
                        Dm    D#
When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah)
D
Rise up

          Gm
I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
                  Bb
When's it's gonna get me?
In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me?
Cm
If I see it coming, do I run or do I let it be?
D#                          D
Is it like a beat without a melody?
             Gm
See, I never thought I'd live past twenty
                  Bb
Where I come from some get half as many
            Cm
Ask anybody why we livin' fast and we laugh, reach for a flask
D#                                D
We have to make this moment last, that's plenty

Gm
Scratch that
                                    Am  Bb
This is not a moment, it's the movement
                                                   Bdim
Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went
Cm                                 Dm
Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand
D#                  D
We roll like Moses, claimin' our Promised Land

Gm                         Am
And? If we win our independence?
Bb                                        Bdim
'Zat a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?
Cm                                     Dm
Or will the blood we shed begin an endless
D#                      D
Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?

Gm
I know the action in the street is excitin'
          Bb
But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'n fightin'
                              Cm
I've been readin' 'n writin'
                                      Dm
We need to handle our financial situation
D#                          D
Are we a nation of states? What's the state of our nation?

Gm                               Gm           Am       Bb
I'm past patiently waitin'! I'm passionately smashin' every expectation
               Bb     Bdim
Every action's an act of creation
     Cm
I'm laughin' in the face of casualties and sorrow
        D#
For the first time, I'm thinkin' past tomorrow

D        Gm                       Am
And I am not throwin' away my shot
     Bb
I am not throwin' away my shot
     Bdim    Cm
Hey, yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
        D#                  D
And I'm not throwin' away my shot

We gonna
 Gm
rise up; time to take a shot
(Not thrown' away my shot)

   Am
We gonna

Bb
rise up; time to take a shot
(Not throwin' away my shot)

   Bdim
We gonna

Cm
(rise up, rise up)

It's time to take a shot

 D#
(Rise up, rise up)

It's time to take a shot (rise up, rise up)
(Wo-oah) Time to take a shot (rise up)
Take a shot, a shot, a shot, (Oh-Oh, oh)

D#
A-yo, it's time to take a shot (Woah, oh-oh oh)
Time to take a shot (Woah-oh)
And I am (And I am)

N/A
Not throwing away my

D   D    D   D   D              G5
Not throwing away my shot!