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                
I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, 
Bb
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                     
Tryin' to reach my goal, my power
                       Bdim     Cm
 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#                           
But damn, it's getting dark, so let 
D
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#                      
Meanwhile, Britain keeps shitting on
D
 us endlessly
      Gm
Essentially, they tax us 
relentlessly
Am        Bb
Then King George turns around, runs 
a spending spree
Bdim     Cm               
He ain't never gonna set his 
   Dm
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                        
And I am not throwing away my shot 
Gm  Am
(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                               
I dream of life without the 
Gm Am
monarchy
Bb                                
The unrest in France will lead to 
    Bb  Bdim
"onarchy"
Cm                            
"Onarchy?" How you say, how you 
        Cm  Dm  D#
s-Oh, anarchy!
When I fight I make the other side 
D
panicky
With my

Gm
Shot!

Gm                           Am
Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice
      Bb                           
And I got y'all knuckleheads in 
       Bdim
loco parentis
     Cm                            
I'm joining the rebellion cuz I 
              Dm
know it's my chance
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    D#                         
To socially advance, instead of 
  D
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                              
Until those in bondage have the 
                     Bdim
same rights as you and me
Cm                                
You and I, do or die, wait till I 
        Dm     D#
sally in on a stallion
               D
With the first black battalion
Have another

Gm
Shot!

Gm                      Gm Am
Geniuses, lower your voices
    Bb                          
You keep out of trouble, and you 
       Bb    Bdim
double your choices
    Cm                      Cm    
I'm with you, but the situation is 
Dm
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                      
Mr. Lafayette hard rock like 
         Bdim
Lancelot
             Cm
I think your pants look hot
     Dm
Laurens, I like you a lot
              D#                   
Let's hatch a plot blacker than the
        D
 kettle callin' the pot
             Gm                    
What are the odds the gods would 
                     Am
put us all in one spot
Bb
Poppin' a squat on conventional 
wisdom, like it or not
Bdim       Cm                 Dm
A bunch of revolutionary 
        D#
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                            
Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh (Woah-woah, 
             Bb
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
When you're living on your knees, 
Am   Bb
you rise up
                            Bdim   
Tell your brother that he's got to 
Cm
rise up
                            Dm     
Tell your sister that she's got to 
D#
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#                                
We have to make this moment last, 
D
that's plenty

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

Gm                         Am
And? If we win our independence?
Bb                                
'Zat a guarantee of freedom for 
        Bdim
our descendants?
Cm                                
Or will the blood we shed begin an
     Dm
 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'
We need to handle our financial 
      Dm
situation
D#                          D
Are we a nation of states? What's 
the state of our nation?

Gm                            
I'm past patiently waitin'! I'm 
   Gm           Am       Bb
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!