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How you say, how you s-? Oh! Anarchy?\nWhen I fight, I make the other side panicky\nWith my (shot)\n\nYo, I'm a tailor's apprentice\nAnd I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\nI'm joining the rebellion 'cause I know it's my chance\nTo socially advance, instead of sewin' some pants\nI'm gonna take a (shot)\n\nBut we'll never be truly free\nUntil those in bondage have the same rights as you and me (that's right)\nYou and I, do or die, wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\nWIth the first black battalion\nHave another (shot)\n\nGeniuses, lower your voices\nYou keep out of trouble, and you double your choices\nI'm with you, but the situation is fraught\nYou've got to be carefully taught\nIf you talk, you're gonna get shot\n\nBurr, check what we got\nMister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot\nI think your pants look hot\nLaurens, I like you a lot\nLet's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot\nWhat are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\nPoppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\nA bunch of revolutionary, manumission abolitionists?\nGive me a position, show me where the ammunition is\n\nOh, am I talkin' too loud?\nSometimes I get over-excited, shoot off at the mouth\nI never had a group of friends before\nI promise that I'll make y'all proud\n\nLet's get this guy in front of a crowd\n\nI am not throwing away my shot\nI am not throwing away my shot\nHey yo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI am not throwing away my shot\nI am not throwing away my shot\nHey yo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nEv'rybody sing\nWhoa, whoa, whoa (hey)\nWhoa (woo!) Whoa\n\nI say, let 'em hear ya (yeah)\nLet's go! (whoa, whoa, whoa)\nI said shout it to the rooftops (whoa)\nSaid, to the rooftops (whoa)\nCome on! (yeah)\nCome on, let's go!\n\nRise up\nWhen you're living on your knees, you rise up\nTell your brother that he's gotta rise up\nTell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa, whoa, whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up?\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa)\nRise up\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee, I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody why we livin' fast, and we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last, that's plenty\nScratch that\n\nThis is not a moment, it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with\nSomething to prove went?\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land\n\nAnd if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is excitin'\nBut Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'nd fightin'\nI've been readin' 'n writin'\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we a nation of states? What's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waitin', I'm passionately\nSmashin' every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation!\nI'm laughin' in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time, I'm thinkin' past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my shot\nI am not throwing away my shot\nHey yo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up (not throwing away my shot), time to take a shot\nWe're gonna rise up (not throwing away my shot), time to take a shot\nWe're gonna (rise up, rise up)\nIt's time to take a shot (rise up, rise up)\nIt's time to take a shot (rise up)\nIt's time to take a shot (whoa, whoa, whoa)\n\n(Rise up)\nTake a shot\nShot, shot (whoa, whoa, whoa)\nA-yo it's time to take a shot (whoa-whoa)\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.15] I am not throwing away my shot\n[00:02.56] I am not throwing away my shot\n[00:05.02] Hey yo, I'm just like my country\n[00:06.49] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[00:07.93] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.25] I'ma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.34] I prob'ly shouldn't brag, but dang, I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.18] The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish\n[00:17.83] I gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.42] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.24] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal\n[00:23.60] Tryin' to reach my goal, my power of speech, unimpeachable\n[00:26.68] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.37] These New York City streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:31.72] Ev'ry burden, ev'ry disadvantage, I've learned to manage\n[00:34.23] I don't have a gun to brandish, I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.02] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:39.91] But damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.09] I am the\n[00:42.61] A-L-E-X-A-N-D-E-R\n[00:45.93] We are meant to be\n[00:47.57] A colony that runs independently\n[00:50.25] Meanwhile, Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n[00:52.82] Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n[00:55.52] Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n[00:58.18] He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n[01:00.79] So there will be a revolution in this century\n[01:03.50] Enter me\n[01:04.33] (He says in parentheses)\n[01:06.16] Don't be shocked when your hist'ry book mentions me\n[01:08.76] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.39] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:13.92] And I am not throwing away my shot\n[01:16.58] I am not throwing away my shot\n[01:19.18] Hey yo, I'm just like my country\n[01:20.56] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:21.74] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:24.53] I am not throwing away my shot\n[01:27.24] I am not throwing away my shot\n[01:29.77] Hey yo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.15] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:32.59] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:34.98] It's time to take a shot\n[01:36.33] I dream of life without the monarchy\n[01:38.36] The unrest in France will lead to 'onarchy\n[01:40.70] 'Onarchy? 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Anarchy?\n[01:43.87] When I fight, I make the other side panicky\n[01:45.98] With my (shot)\n[01:46.81] Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.57] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:50.90] I'm joining the rebellion 'cause I know it's my chance\n[01:53.45] To socially advance, instead of sewin' some pants\n[01:56.24] I'm gonna take a (shot)\n[01:57.55] But we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.07] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me (that's right)\n[02:01.67] You and I, do or die, wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.14] WIth the first black battalion\n[02:06.47] Have another (shot)\n[02:07.77] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:09.68] You keep out of trouble, and you double your choices\n[02:12.33] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.03] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:16.88] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.96] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.13] Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot\n[02:22.77] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.02] Laurens, I like you a lot\n[02:25.36] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot\n[02:28.00] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:30.77] Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.14] A bunch of revolutionary, manumission abolitionists?\n[02:36.36] Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is\n[02:39.86] Oh, am I talkin' too loud?\n[02:41.31] Sometimes I get over-excited, shoot off at the mouth\n[02:43.89] I never had a group of friends before\n[02:45.63] I promise that I'll make y'all proud\n[02:47.62] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd\n[02:49.47] I am not throwing away my shot\n[02:52.12] I am not throwing away my shot\n[02:54.43] Hey yo, I'm just like my country\n[02:55.94] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.33] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[02:59.99] I am not throwing away my shot\n[03:02.69] I am not throwing away my shot\n[03:05.09] Hey yo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.46] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:07.86] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:09.93] Ev'rybody sing\n[03:10.84] Whoa, whoa, whoa (hey)\n[03:14.64] Whoa (woo!) 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Seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.21] If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.06] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:02.88] See, I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.36] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.09] Ask anybody why we livin' fast, and we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:11.87] We have to make this moment last, that's plenty\n[04:14.25] Scratch that\n[04:15.08] This is not a moment, it's the movement\n[04:16.84] Where all the hungriest brothers with\n[04:18.42] Something to prove went?\n[04:19.92] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.39] We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land\n[04:25.37] And if we win our independence\n[04:28.04] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.56] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:32.75] Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?\n[04:35.94] I know the action in the street is excitin'\n[04:37.70] But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'nd fightin'\n[04:39.86] I've been readin' 'n writin'\n[04:41.21] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:43.97] Are we a nation of states? 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Seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See, I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody why we livin' fast, and we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last, that's plenty\n  Scratch that\n\n  This is not a moment, it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with\n  Something to prove went?\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land\n\n  And if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is excitin'\n  But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'nd fightin'\n  I've been readin' 'n writin'\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we a nation of states? 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Seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See, I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody why we livin' fast, and we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last, that's plenty\n  Scratch that\n\n  This is not a moment, it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with\n  Something to prove went?\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land\n\n  And if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is excitin'\n  But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'nd fightin'\n  I've been readin' 'n writin'\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we a nation of states? 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Seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See, I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody why we livin' fast, and we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last, that's plenty\n  Scratch that\n\n  This is not a moment, it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with\n  Something to prove went?\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land\n\n  And if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is excitin'\n  But Jesus, between all the bleedin' 'nd fightin'\n  I've been readin' 'n writin'\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we a nation of states? 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E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\nA colony that runs independently\nMeanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\nEssentially, they tax us relentlessly\nThen King George turns around, runs a spending spree\nHe ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n\nSo there will be a revolution in this century\nEnter me! (He says in parenthesis)\nDon't be shocked when your history book mentions me\nI will lay down my life if it sets us free\nEventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nIt's time to take a shot!\n\nI dream of life without a monarchy\nThe unrest in France will lead to onarchy\nOnarchy? How you say, how you say?\nOh-- anarchy!\nWhen I fight I make the other side panicky\nWith my shot!\n\nYo I'm a tailor's apprentice\nAnd I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\nI'm joining the rebellion\n'Cause I know it's my chance\nTo socially advance\nInstead of sowing some pants\nI'm gon' take a shot!\n\nEy but we'll never be truly free\nUntil those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\nYou and I, do or die\nWait 'til I sally in on a stallion\nWith the first black battalion\nHave another shot!\n\nGeniuses, lower your voices\nYou keep out of trouble and you double your choices\nI'm with you, but the situation is fraught\nYou've got to be carefully taught\nIf you talk, you're gonna get shot\n\nBurr, check what we got\nMr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\nI think your pants look hot\nLaurens I like you a lot\nLet's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\nWhat are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\nPah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\nA bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\nGive me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n\nOh am I talking too loud?\nSometimes I get overexcited\nShoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\nI promise that I'll make you all proud\n\nLet's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nEverybody sing!\n\nWhoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\nWhoa-oa-oa (woo!)\nWhoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\nYeah (let's go!)\nWhoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\nWhoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\nWhoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\nYeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n\nRise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\nTell your brother that he's gotta rise up\nTell your sister that she's gotta rise up\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? 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How you say, how you say?\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 102450\n- text: Oh-- anarchy!\n  start_ms: 102450\n  end_ms: 103420\n- text: When I fight I make the other side panicky\n  start_ms: 103420\n  end_ms: 105920\n- text: With my shot!\n  start_ms: 105920\n  end_ms: 106780\n- text: Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n  start_ms: 106780\n  end_ms: 108690\n- text: And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n  start_ms: 108690\n  end_ms: 111200\n- text: I'm joining the rebellion\n  start_ms: 111200\n  end_ms: 112230\n- text: '''Cause I know it''s my chance'\n  start_ms: 112230\n  end_ms: 113660\n- text: To socially advance\n  start_ms: 113660\n  end_ms: 114860\n- text: Instead of sowing some pants\n  start_ms: 114860\n  end_ms: 116090\n- text: I'm gon' take a shot!\n  start_ms: 116090\n  end_ms: 117320\n- text: Ey but we'll never be truly free\n  start_ms: 117320\n  end_ms: 119080\n- text: Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n  start_ms: 119080\n  end_ms: 121780\n- text: You and I, do or die\n  start_ms: 121780\n  end_ms: 123160\n- text: Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n  start_ms: 123160\n  end_ms: 125030\n- text: With the first black battalion\n  start_ms: 125030\n  end_ms: 126930\n- text: Have another shot!\n  start_ms: 126930\n  end_ms: 127640\n- text: Geniuses, lower your voices\n  start_ms: 127640\n  end_ms: 129870\n- text: You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n  start_ms: 129870\n  end_ms: 132360\n- text: I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n  start_ms: 132360\n  end_ms: 135090\n- text: You've got to be carefully taught\n  start_ms: 135090\n  end_ms: 136680\n- text: If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n  start_ms: 136680\n  end_ms: 138530\n- text: Burr, check what we got\n  start_ms: 138530\n  end_ms: 140160\n- text: Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n  start_ms: 140160\n  end_ms: 142700\n- text: I think your pants look hot\n  start_ms: 142700\n  end_ms: 144070\n- text: Laurens I like you a lot\n  start_ms: 144070\n  end_ms: 145280\n- text: Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n  start_ms: 145280\n  end_ms: 147910\n- text: What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n  start_ms: 147910\n  end_ms: 150570\n- text: Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n  start_ms: 150570\n  end_ms: 153200\n- text: A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n  start_ms: 153200\n  end_ms: 156350\n- text: Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n  start_ms: 156350\n  end_ms: 159840\n- text: Oh am I talking too loud?\n  start_ms: 159840\n  end_ms: 161550\n- text: Sometimes I get overexcited\n  start_ms: 161550\n  end_ms: 162980\n- text: Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n  start_ms: 162980\n  end_ms: 166070\n- text: I promise that I'll make you all proud\n  start_ms: 166070\n  end_ms: 167640\n- text: Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n  start_ms: 167640\n  end_ms: 169170\n- text: And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 169170\n  end_ms: 172070\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 172070\n  end_ms: 174580\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 174580\n  end_ms: 175830\n- text: I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  start_ms: 175830\n  end_ms: 177330\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 177330\n  end_ms: 179980\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 179980\n  end_ms: 182660\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 182660\n  end_ms: 185120\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 185120\n  end_ms: 186470\n- text: I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  start_ms: 186470\n  end_ms: 188020\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 188020\n  end_ms: 190060\n- text: Everybody sing!\n  start_ms: 190060\n  end_ms: 191200\n- text: Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n  start_ms: 191200\n  end_ms: 195070\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n  start_ms: 195070\n  end_ms: 197430\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\n  start_ms: 197430\n  end_ms: 199860\n- text: Yeah (let's go!)\n  start_ms: 199860\n  end_ms: 201260\n- text: Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n  start_ms: 201260\n  end_ms: 205310\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\n  start_ms: 205310\n  end_ms: 208490\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\n  start_ms: 208490\n  end_ms: 210430\n- text: Yeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n  start_ms: 210430\n  end_ms: 211920\n- text: Rise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\n  start_ms: 211920\n  end_ms: 215470\n- text: Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n  start_ms: 215470\n  end_ms: 218020\n- text: Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n  start_ms: 218020\n  end_ms: 220930\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n  start_ms: 220930\n  end_ms: 223640\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 223640\n  end_ms: 225930\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 225930\n  end_ms: 228790\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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unimpeachable\n  Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  Every burden, every disadvantage\n  I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n  I walk these streets famished\n\n  The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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How you say, how you say?\n  Oh-- anarchy!\n  When I fight I make the other side panicky\n  With my shot!\n\n  Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n  And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n  I'm joining the rebellion\n  'Cause I know it's my chance\n  To socially advance\n  Instead of sowing some pants\n  I'm gon' take a shot!\n\n  Ey but we'll never be truly free\n  Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n  You and I, do or die\n  Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n  With the first black battalion\n  Have another shot!\n\n  Geniuses, lower your voices\n  You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n  I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n  You've got to be carefully taught\n  If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n\n  Burr, check what we got\n  Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n  I think your pants look hot\n  Laurens I like you a lot\n  Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n  What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n  Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n  A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n  Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n\n  Oh am I talking too loud?\n  Sometimes I get overexcited\n  Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n  I promise that I'll make you all proud\n\n  Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  Everybody sing!\n\n  Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\n  Yeah (let's go!)\n  Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\n  Yeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n\n  Rise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\n  Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n  Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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How you say, how you say?\nOh-- anarchy!\nWhen I fight I make the other side panicky\nWith my shot!\n\nYo I'm a tailor's apprentice\nAnd I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\nI'm joining the rebellion\n'Cause I know it's my chance\nTo socially advance\nInstead of sowing some pants\nI'm gon' take a shot!\n\nEy but we'll never be truly free\nUntil those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\nYou and I, do or die\nWait 'til I sally in on a stallion\nWith the first black battalion\nHave another shot!\n\nGeniuses, lower your voices\nYou keep out of trouble and you double your choices\nI'm with you, but the situation is fraught\nYou've got to be carefully taught\nIf you talk, you're gonna get shot\n\nBurr, check what we got\nMr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\nI think your pants look hot\nLaurens I like you a lot\nLet's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\nWhat are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\nPah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\nA bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\nGive me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n\nOh am I talking too loud?\nSometimes I get overexcited\nShoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\nI promise that I'll make you all proud\n\nLet's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nEverybody sing!\n\nWhoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\nWhoa-oa-oa (woo!)\nWhoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\nYeah (let's go!)\nWhoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\nWhoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\nWhoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\nYeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n\nRise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\nTell your brother that he's gotta rise up\nTell your sister that she's gotta rise up\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.66] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.17] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:06.56] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:07.92] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.11] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.25] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.04] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:17.88] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.36] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.69] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:23.72] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.08] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.03] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:31.88] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.65] I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:35.83] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.17] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:39.77] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.25] I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.15] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:08.85] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.38] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:13.93] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.33] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.34] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:20.80] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.18] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:24.87] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.32] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:29.73] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.22] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:32.61] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.29] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.51] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.33] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.77] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.64] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:45.93] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:48.79] When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin‐Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: An American Musical'\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: An American Musical (Original Broadway Cast Recording)'\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.66] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.17] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:06.56] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:07.92] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.11] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.25] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.04] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:17.88] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.36] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.69] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:23.72] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.08] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.03] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:31.88] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.65] I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:35.83] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.17] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:39.77] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.25] I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.15] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:08.85] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.38] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:13.93] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.33] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.34] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:20.80] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.18] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:24.87] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.32] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:29.73] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.22] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:32.61] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.29] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.51] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.33] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.77] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.45] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.42] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:45.92] With my shot!\n[01:46.78] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.69] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.20] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.23] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:53.66] To socially advance\n[01:54.86] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.09] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:57.32] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.08] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.78] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.16] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.03] With the first black battalion\n[02:06.93] Have another shot!\n[02:07.64] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:09.87] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.36] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.09] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:16.68] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.53] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.16] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:22.70] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.07] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.28] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:27.91] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:30.57] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.20] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.35] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:39.84] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.55] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:42.98] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:46.07] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:47.64] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.17] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:54.58] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:55.83] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.33] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[02:59.98] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:02.66] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.12] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.47] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:08.02] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:10.06] Everybody sing!\n[03:11.20] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:15.07] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:17.43] Whoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:19.86] Yeah (let's go!)\n[03:21.26] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.31] Whoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.49] Whoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\n[03:30.43] Yeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:31.92] Rise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.47] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.02] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:40.93] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.64] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:45.93] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:48.79] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.59] Rise up?\n[03:52.49] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:54.96] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.56] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.53] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.04] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:02.84] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.32] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.17] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.18] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:11.90] We have to make this moment last\n[04:13.54] That's plenty\n[04:14.10] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:16.77] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.07] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.27] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.38] And, if we win our independence\n[04:27.63] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.70] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.03] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:35.60] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:37.92] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:39.83] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.14] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:43.84] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.41] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:46.96] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:47.99] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:49.86] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.29] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.27] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.65] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[04:59.88] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.14] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.32] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.12] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.78] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.47] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:12.54] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.06] It's time to take a shot\n[05:15.95] Rise up, rise up\n[05:16.85] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.30] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.57] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.11] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.38] Time to take a shot\n[05:25.83] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.68] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin‐Manuel Miranda\n  album: Hamilton (Original Broadway Cast Recording)\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 2660\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2660\n  end_ms: 5170\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5170\n  end_ms: 6560\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 6560\n  end_ms: 7920\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 7920\n  end_ms: 10110\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10110\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 15040\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15040\n  end_ms: 17880\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 17880\n  end_ms: 19360\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19360\n  end_ms: 21690\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21690\n  end_ms: 23720\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 23720\n  end_ms: 27080\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27080\n  end_ms: 29030\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29030\n  end_ms: 31880\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 31880\n  end_ms: 33650\n- text: I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 33650\n  end_ms: 35830\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 35830\n  end_ms: 37170\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37170\n  end_ms: 39770\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 39770\n  end_ms: 42250\n- text: I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: Hamilton∶ An American Musical\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: 10 Shots'\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin‐Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: 10 Shots'\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\n  A colony that runs independently\n  Meanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n  Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n  Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n  He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n  So there will be a revolution in this century\n  Enter me! (He says in parenthesis)\n  Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n  I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n  Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  It's time to take a shot!\n\n  I dream of life without a monarchy\n  The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n  Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up?\n\n  I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n  When's it gonna get me?\n  In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n  And we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last\n  That's plenty\n\n  Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n  And, if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is exciting\n  But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n  I've been reading and writing\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we nation of states?\n  What's the state of our nation?\n\n  I'm past patiently waiting\n  I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n  Every action's an act of creation\n  I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n  For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n  Rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n\n  Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Eyo it's time to take a shot\n  Time to take a shot\n  And I am not throwing away my\n  Not throwing away my shot!\n"},{"id":31498102,"name":"My Shot","trackName":"My Shot","artistName":"Lin‐Manuel Miranda","albumName":"Hamilton: An American Musical (Original Broadway Cast Recording)","duration":333.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy an' hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI'mma get a scholarship to King's College\nI probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\nThe problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\nGotta holler just to be heard\nWith every word, I drop knowledge\n\nI'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\nTryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\nOnly nineteen, but my mind is older\nThese New York streets get colder, I shoulder\nEvery burden, every disadvantage\nI've learned to manage\nI don't have a gun to brandish\nI walk these streets famished\n\nThe plan is to fan this spark into a flame\nBut damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\nI am the\nA-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nWhen are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin‐Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: An American Musical (Original Broadway Cast Recording)'\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\n  A colony that runs independently\n  Meanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n  Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n  Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n  He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n  So there will be a revolution in this century\n  Enter me! (He says in parenthesis)\n  Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n  I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n  Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  It's time to take a shot!\n\n  I dream of life without a monarchy\n  The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n  Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.98] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.96] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:46.23] With my shot!\n[01:47.54] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.85] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.47] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.75] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:54.10] To socially advance\n[01:55.08] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.34] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:58.07] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.30] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.98] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.69] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.51] With the first black battalion\n[02:07.17] Have another shot!\n[02:08.40] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:10.05] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.64] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.55] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:17.18] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.78] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.65] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:23.27] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.58] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.78] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:28.43] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:31.03] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.99] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.87] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:40.33] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.77] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:43.23] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:46.26] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:48.10] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.68] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.54] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:55.06] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:56.57] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.82] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:00.40] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:03.14] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.62] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.98] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:08.53] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:10.33] Everybody sing!\n[03:11.24] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:15.04] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:17.99] Whoa-oa-oa (Say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:20.80] Yeah (Let's go!)\n[03:22.49] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.87] Whoa-oa-oa (Said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.46] Whoa-oa-oa (Oh come on!)\n[03:31.24] Yeah (Oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:32.24] Rise up\n[03:33.45] When you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.93] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.58] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:41.48] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: Hamilton (Original Broadway Cast Recording)\n  duration_ms: 259000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\n  A colony that runs independently\n  Meanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n  Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n  Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n  He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n  So there will be a revolution in this century\n  Enter me! (He says in parenthesis)\n  Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n  I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n  Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  It's time to take a shot!\n\n  I dream of life without a monarchy\n  The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n  Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up?\n\n  I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n  When's it gonna get me?\n  In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n  And we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last\n  That's plenty\n\n  Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n  And, if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is exciting\n  But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n  I've been reading and writing\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we nation of states?\n  What's the state of our nation?\n\n  I'm past patiently waiting\n  I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n  Every action's an act of creation\n  I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n  For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n  Rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n\n  Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Eyo it's time to take a shot\n  Time to take a shot\n  And I am not throwing away my\n  Not throwing away my shot!\n"},{"id":20307482,"name":"My Shot","trackName":"My Shot","artistName":"Lin-Manuel Miranda","albumName":"Hamilton Apocrypha","duration":328.07185,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy an' hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI'mma get a scholarship to King's College\nI probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\nThe problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\nGotta holler just to be heard\nWith every word, I drop knowledge\n\nI'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\nTryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\nOnly nineteen, but my mind is older\nThese New York streets get colder, I shoulder\nEvery burden, every disadvantage\nI've learned to manage\nI don't have a gun to brandish\nI walk these streets famished\n\nThe plan is to fan this spark into a flame\nBut damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\nI am the\nA-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.98] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.96] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:46.23] With my shot!\n[01:47.54] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.85] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.47] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.75] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:54.10] To socially advance\n[01:55.08] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.34] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:58.07] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.30] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.98] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.69] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.51] With the first black battalion\n[02:07.17] Have another shot!\n[02:08.40] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:10.05] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.64] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.55] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:17.18] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.78] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.65] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:23.27] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.58] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.78] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:28.43] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:31.03] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.99] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.87] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:40.33] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.77] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:43.23] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:46.26] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:48.10] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.68] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.54] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:55.06] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:56.57] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.82] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:00.40] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:03.14] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.62] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.98] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:08.53] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:10.33] Everybody sing!\n[03:11.24] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:15.04] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:17.99] Whoa-oa-oa (Say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:20.80] Yeah (Let's go!)\n[03:22.49] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.87] Whoa-oa-oa (Said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.46] Whoa-oa-oa (Oh come on!)\n[03:31.24] Yeah (Oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:32.24] Rise up\n[03:33.45] When you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.93] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.58] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:41.48] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: Hamilton Apocrypha\n  duration_ms: 328072\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.22] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:06.63] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:07.94] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.24] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.41] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.16] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:17.98] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.46] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.29] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:23.87] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:26.85] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.38] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:31.74] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.43] I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:35.82] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.28] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:39.87] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.24] I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.03] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:08.78] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.31] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:13.94] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.72] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.21] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:20.76] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.06] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:24.65] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.21] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:29.77] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.22] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:32.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.03] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.32] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.47] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.79] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.50] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.81] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:45.92] With my shot!\n[01:46.92] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.50] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.29] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.56] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:53.56] To socially advance\n[01:54.84] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.21] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:57.57] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.11] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.72] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.24] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.24] With the first black battalion\n[02:06.91] Have another shot!\n[02:07.75] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:09.78] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.44] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.16] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:16.75] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.99] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.22] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:22.86] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.17] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.45] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:28.06] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:30.60] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.37] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.44] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:40.00] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.37] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:42.95] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:45.62] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:47.60] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.45] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.11] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:54.77] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:56.11] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.46] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:00.08] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:02.69] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.17] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.60] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:07.93] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:09.91] Everybody sing!\n[03:10.81] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:14.88] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:15.10] Whoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:19.75] Yeah (let's go!)\n[03:21.35] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.45] Whoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.05] Whoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\n[03:30.38] Yeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:32.02] Rise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.62] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.23] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:40.88] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.53] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.10] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:48.82] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.33] Rise up?\n[03:52.48] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.07] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.45] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.49] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.13] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.07] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.46] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.15] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.23] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:11.85] We have to make this moment last\n[04:13.54] That's plenty\n[04:14.30] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.16] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:19.97] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.41] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.48] And, if we win our independence\n[04:27.96] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.61] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:32.93] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:35.91] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:37.87] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:39.99] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.30] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:43.99] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.32] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:46.64] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.09] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.15] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.04] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.30] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.69] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[04:59.62] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.18] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.55] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:04.92] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.31] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.02] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:12.79] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:14.67] It's time to take a shot\n[05:15.65] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.34] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.31] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.36] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.41] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.58] Time to take a shot\n[05:25.67] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.68] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:28.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: An American Musical [Original Broadway Cast Recording] Disc 1'\n  duration_ms: 333160\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 30\n  end_ms: 2600\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2600\n  end_ms: 5220\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5220\n  end_ms: 6630\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 6630\n  end_ms: 7940\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 7940\n  end_ms: 10240\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10240\n  end_ms: 12410\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12410\n  end_ms: 15160\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15160\n  end_ms: 17980\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 17980\n  end_ms: 19460\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19460\n  end_ms: 21290\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21290\n  end_ms: 23870\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 23870\n  end_ms: 26850\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 26850\n  end_ms: 29380\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29380\n  end_ms: 31740\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 31740\n  end_ms: 33430\n- text: I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 33430\n  end_ms: 35820\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 35820\n  end_ms: 37280\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37280\n  end_ms: 39870\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 39870\n  end_ms: 42240\n- text: I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: 10 Shots (Highlights From The Original Broadway Cast Recording)'\n  duration_ms: 333192\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\n  A colony that runs independently\n  Meanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n  Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n  Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n  He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n  So there will be a revolution in this century\n  Enter me! (He says in parenthesis)\n  Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n  I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n  Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  It's time to take a shot!\n\n  I dream of life without a monarchy\n  The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n  Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up?\n\n  I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n  When's it gonna get me?\n  In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n  And we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last\n  That's plenty\n\n  Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n  And, if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is exciting\n  But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n  I've been reading and writing\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we nation of states?\n  What's the state of our nation?\n\n  I'm past patiently waiting\n  I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n  Every action's an act of creation\n  I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n  For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n  Rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n\n  Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Eyo it's time to take a shot\n  Time to take a shot\n  And I am not throwing away my\n  Not throwing away my shot!\n"},{"id":23816014,"name":"My Shot","trackName":"My Shot","artistName":"Lin-Manuel Miranda","albumName":"Hamilton(disc 1)","duration":333.1982499,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy an' hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nI'mma get a scholarship to King's College\nI probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\nThe problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\nGotta holler just to be heard\nWith every word, I drop knowledge\n\nI'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\nTryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\nOnly nineteen, but my mind is older\nThese New York streets get colder, I shoulder\nEvery burden, every disadvantage\nI've learned to manage\nI don't have a gun to brandish\nI walk these streets famished\n\nThe plan is to fan this spark into a flame\nBut damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\nI am the\nA-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.98] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.96] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:46.23] With my shot!\n[01:47.54] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.85] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.47] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.75] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:54.10] To socially advance\n[01:55.08] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.34] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:58.07] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.30] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.98] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.69] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.51] With the first black battalion\n[02:07.17] Have another shot!\n[02:08.40] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:10.05] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.64] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.55] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:17.18] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.78] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.65] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:23.27] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.58] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.78] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:28.43] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:31.03] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.99] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.87] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:40.33] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.77] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:43.23] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:46.26] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:48.10] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.68] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.54] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:55.06] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:56.57] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.82] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:00.40] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:03.14] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.62] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.98] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:08.53] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:10.33] Everybody sing!\n[03:11.24] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:15.04] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:17.99] Whoa-oa-oa (Say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:20.80] Yeah (Let's go!)\n[03:22.49] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.87] Whoa-oa-oa (Said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.46] Whoa-oa-oa (Oh come on!)\n[03:31.24] Yeah (Oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:32.24] Rise up\n[03:33.45] When you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.93] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.58] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:41.48] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: Hamilton(disc 1)\n  duration_ms: 333198\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.12] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.68] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.13] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:06.68] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:07.95] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.23] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.37] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.07] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:17.85] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.46] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:23.85] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.06] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.02] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:31.99] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.63] I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:35.85] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.14] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:39.79] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.33] I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.23] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:08.81] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.39] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.01] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.34] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.37] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:20.95] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.22] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:24.82] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.38] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:29.79] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.30] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:32.63] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.26] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.56] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.49] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.72] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.58] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.58] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:46.06] With my shot!\n[01:46.83] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.63] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.24] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.37] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:53.65] To socially advance\n[01:54.89] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.18] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:57.33] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.06] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.70] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.27] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.08] With the first black battalion\n[02:06.91] Have another shot!\n[02:07.77] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:09.80] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.46] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.04] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:16.75] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.67] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.18] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:22.84] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.17] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.37] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:27.98] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:30.53] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.23] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.38] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:39.86] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.52] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:43.07] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:46.02] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:47.66] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.20] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:54.53] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:55.86] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.36] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[02:59.91] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:02.69] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.13] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.52] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:08.07] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:10.12] Everybody sing!\n[03:11.23] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:15.04] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:17.53] Whoa-oa-oa (say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:19.89] Yeah (let's go!)\n[03:21.39] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.49] Whoa-oa-oa (said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.46] Whoa-oa-oa (oh come on!)\n[03:30.66] Yeah (oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:32.13] Rise up when you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.44] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.14] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:41.02] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.67] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:45.98] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:48.70] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.54] Rise up?\n[03:52.40] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.07] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.56] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.67] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.07] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:02.93] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.30] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.13] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.30] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.02] We have to make this moment last\n[04:13.63] That's plenty\n[04:14.24] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:16.75] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.01] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.36] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.48] And, if we win our independence\n[04:27.76] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.79] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.17] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:35.65] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.08] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:39.85] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.12] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:43.82] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.48] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:46.97] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.04] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:49.96] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.25] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.24] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.71] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[04:59.86] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.12] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.48] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.13] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.78] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:12.54] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.03] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.01] Rise up, rise up\n[05:16.96] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.46] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.55] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.21] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.47] Time to take a shot\n[05:25.83] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.79] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:28.33] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: An American Musical'\n  duration_ms: 332000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 120\n  end_ms: 2680\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2680\n  end_ms: 5130\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5130\n  end_ms: 6680\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 6680\n  end_ms: 7950\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 7950\n  end_ms: 10230\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10230\n  end_ms: 12370\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12370\n  end_ms: 15070\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15070\n  end_ms: 17850\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 17850\n  end_ms: 19460\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19460\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 23850\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 23850\n  end_ms: 27060\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27060\n  end_ms: 29020\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29020\n  end_ms: 31990\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 31990\n  end_ms: 33630\n- text: I've learned to manage, I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 33630\n  end_ms: 35850\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 35850\n  end_ms: 37140\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37140\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42330\n- text: I am the, A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: 'Hamilton: 10 Shots(Highlights From The Original Broadway Cast Recordings)'\n  duration_ms: 333000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\n  A colony that runs independently\n  Meanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n  Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n  Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n  He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n  So there will be a revolution in this century\n  Enter me! (He says in parenthesis)\n  Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n  I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n  Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  It's time to take a shot!\n\n  I dream of life without a monarchy\n  The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n  Onarchy? 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(Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? 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(Whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up?\n\nI imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\nWhen's it gonna get me?\nIn my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\nIf I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\nIs it like a beat without a melody?\n\nSee I never thought I'd live past twenty\nWhere I come from some get half as many\nAsk anybody, why we're living fast\nAnd we laugh, reach for a flask\nWe have to make this moment last\nThat's plenty\n\nScratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\nWhere all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\nFoes oppose us, we take an honest stand\nWe row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\nAnd, if we win our independence\nIs that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\nOr will the blood we shed begin an endless\nCycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\nI know the action in the street is exciting\nBut Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\nI've been reading and writing\nWe need to handle our financial situation\nAre we nation of states?\nWhat's the state of our nation?\n\nI'm past patiently waiting\nI'm passionately smashing every expectation\nEvery action's an act of creation\nI'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\nFor the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\nAnd I am not throwing away my, shot\nI am not throwing away my, shot\nEyo, I'm just like my country\nI'm young, scrappy and hungry\nAnd I'm not throwing away my shot\n\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\nWe're gonna rise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\nRise up, rise up\nIt's time to take a shot\n\nRise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nRise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\nEyo it's time to take a shot\nTime to take a shot\nAnd I am not throwing away my\nNot throwing away my shot!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:02.92] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[00:05.39] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[00:07.33] I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n[00:08.69] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[00:10.66] I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n[00:12.54] I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n[00:15.28] The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n[00:18.07] Gotta holler just to be heard\n[00:19.65] With every word, I drop knowledge\n[00:21.66] I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n[00:24.27] Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n[00:27.25] Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n[00:29.56] These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n[00:32.12] Every burden, every disadvantage\n[00:33.89] I've learned to manage\n[00:34.73] I don't have a gun to brandish\n[00:36.06] I walk these streets famished\n[00:37.64] The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n[00:40.28] But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n[00:42.53] I am the\n[00:43.12] A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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(He says in parenthesis)\n[01:06.41] Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n[01:09.10] I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n[01:11.62] Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n[01:14.23] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:16.57] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:19.56] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:21.13] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:22.42] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:25.09] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:27.60] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[01:30.20] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[01:31.53] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[01:33.16] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[01:35.47] It's time to take a shot!\n[01:36.80] I dream of life without a monarchy\n[01:38.63] The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n[01:40.99] Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n[01:42.98] Oh-- anarchy!\n[01:43.96] When I fight I make the other side panicky\n[01:46.23] With my shot!\n[01:47.54] Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n[01:48.85] And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n[01:51.47] I'm joining the rebellion\n[01:52.75] 'Cause I know it's my chance\n[01:54.10] To socially advance\n[01:55.08] Instead of sowing some pants\n[01:56.34] I'm gon' take a shot!\n[01:58.07] Ey but we'll never be truly free\n[01:59.30] Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n[02:01.98] You and I, do or die\n[02:03.69] Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n[02:05.51] With the first black battalion\n[02:07.17] Have another shot!\n[02:08.40] Geniuses, lower your voices\n[02:10.05] You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n[02:12.64] I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n[02:15.55] You've got to be carefully taught\n[02:17.18] If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n[02:18.78] Burr, check what we got\n[02:20.65] Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n[02:23.27] I think your pants look hot\n[02:24.58] Laurens I like you a lot\n[02:25.78] Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n[02:28.43] What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n[02:31.03] Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n[02:33.99] A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n[02:36.87] Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n[02:40.33] Oh am I talking too loud?\n[02:41.77] Sometimes I get overexcited\n[02:43.23] Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n[02:46.26] I promise that I'll make you all proud\n[02:48.10] Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n[02:49.68] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:52.54] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[02:55.06] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[02:56.57] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[02:57.82] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:00.40] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:03.14] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[03:05.62] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[03:06.98] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[03:08.53] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[03:10.33] Everybody sing!\n[03:11.24] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n[03:15.04] Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n[03:17.99] Whoa-oa-oa (Say let 'em hear ya!)\n[03:20.80] Yeah (Let's go!)\n[03:22.49] Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n[03:25.87] Whoa-oa-oa (Said to the rooftops!)\n[03:28.46] Whoa-oa-oa (Oh come on!)\n[03:31.24] Yeah (Oh come on, let's go!)\n[03:32.24] Rise up\n[03:33.45] When you're living on your knees, you rise up\n[03:35.93] Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n[03:38.58] Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n[03:41.48] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n[03:43.90] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:46.44] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:49.20] When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n[03:51.78] Rise up?\n[03:52.67] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n[03:55.48] When's it gonna get me?\n[03:56.78] In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n[03:58.84] If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n[04:01.31] Is it like a beat without a melody?\n[04:03.64] See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n[04:05.80] Where I come from some get half as many\n[04:08.62] Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n[04:10.44] And we laugh, reach for a flask\n[04:12.44] We have to make this moment last\n[04:14.05] That's plenty\n[04:14.92] Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n[04:17.47] Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n[04:20.28] Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n[04:22.77] We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n[04:25.40] And, if we win our independence\n[04:28.18] Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n[04:30.95] Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n[04:33.58] Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n[04:36.64] I know the action in the street is exciting\n[04:38.43] But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n[04:40.33] I've been reading and writing\n[04:41.88] We need to handle our financial situation\n[04:44.38] Are we nation of states?\n[04:45.95] What's the state of our nation?\n[04:47.16] I'm past patiently waiting\n[04:48.46] I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n[04:50.35] Every action's an act of creation\n[04:52.51] I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n[04:54.76] For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n[04:56.92] And I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:00.07] I am not throwing away my, shot\n[05:02.63] Eyo, I'm just like my country\n[05:03.89] I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n[05:05.41] And I'm not throwing away my shot\n[05:07.95] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:10.42] We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n[05:13.02] We're gonna rise up, rise up\n[05:15.26] It's time to take a shot\n[05:16.16] Rise up, rise up\n[05:17.65] It's time to take a shot\n[05:18.62] Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:20.78] Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n[05:23.92] Eyo it's time to take a shot\n[05:24.90] Time to take a shot\n[05:26.14] And I am not throwing away my\n[05:27.93] Not throwing away my shot!\n[05:30.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Shot\n  artist: Lin-Manuel Miranda\n  album: Hamilton (Original Broadway Cast Recording)\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 1090\n  end_ms: 2920\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 2920\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 7330\n- text: I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  start_ms: 7330\n  end_ms: 8690\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 8690\n  end_ms: 10660\n- text: I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  start_ms: 10660\n  end_ms: 12540\n- text: I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  start_ms: 12540\n  end_ms: 15280\n- text: The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  start_ms: 15280\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: Gotta holler just to be heard\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 19650\n- text: With every word, I drop knowledge\n  start_ms: 19650\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 24270\n- text: Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  start_ms: 24270\n  end_ms: 27250\n- text: Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  start_ms: 27250\n  end_ms: 29560\n- text: These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  start_ms: 29560\n  end_ms: 32120\n- text: Every burden, every disadvantage\n  start_ms: 32120\n  end_ms: 33890\n- text: I've learned to manage\n  start_ms: 33890\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: I don't have a gun to brandish\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36060\n- text: I walk these streets famished\n  start_ms: 36060\n  end_ms: 37640\n- text: The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  start_ms: 37640\n  end_ms: 40280\n- text: But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  start_ms: 40280\n  end_ms: 42530\n- text: I am the\n  start_ms: 42530\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: A-L, E-X, A-N, D! 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How you say, how you say?\n  start_ms: 100990\n  end_ms: 102980\n- text: Oh-- anarchy!\n  start_ms: 102980\n  end_ms: 103960\n- text: When I fight I make the other side panicky\n  start_ms: 103960\n  end_ms: 106230\n- text: With my shot!\n  start_ms: 106230\n  end_ms: 107540\n- text: Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n  start_ms: 107540\n  end_ms: 108850\n- text: And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n  start_ms: 108850\n  end_ms: 111470\n- text: I'm joining the rebellion\n  start_ms: 111470\n  end_ms: 112750\n- text: '''Cause I know it''s my chance'\n  start_ms: 112750\n  end_ms: 114100\n- text: To socially advance\n  start_ms: 114100\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: Instead of sowing some pants\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 116340\n- text: I'm gon' take a shot!\n  start_ms: 116340\n  end_ms: 118070\n- text: Ey but we'll never be truly free\n  start_ms: 118070\n  end_ms: 119300\n- text: Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n  start_ms: 119300\n  end_ms: 121980\n- text: You and I, do or die\n  start_ms: 121980\n  end_ms: 123690\n- text: Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n  start_ms: 123690\n  end_ms: 125510\n- text: With the first black battalion\n  start_ms: 125510\n  end_ms: 127170\n- text: Have another shot!\n  start_ms: 127170\n  end_ms: 128400\n- text: Geniuses, lower your voices\n  start_ms: 128400\n  end_ms: 130050\n- text: You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n  start_ms: 130050\n  end_ms: 132640\n- text: I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n  start_ms: 132640\n  end_ms: 135550\n- text: You've got to be carefully taught\n  start_ms: 135550\n  end_ms: 137180\n- text: If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n  start_ms: 137180\n  end_ms: 138780\n- text: Burr, check what we got\n  start_ms: 138780\n  end_ms: 140650\n- text: Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n  start_ms: 140650\n  end_ms: 143270\n- text: I think your pants look hot\n  start_ms: 143270\n  end_ms: 144580\n- text: Laurens I like you a lot\n  start_ms: 144580\n  end_ms: 145780\n- text: Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n  start_ms: 145780\n  end_ms: 148430\n- text: What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n  start_ms: 148430\n  end_ms: 151030\n- text: Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n  start_ms: 151030\n  end_ms: 153990\n- text: A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n  start_ms: 153990\n  end_ms: 156870\n- text: Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n  start_ms: 156870\n  end_ms: 160330\n- text: Oh am I talking too loud?\n  start_ms: 160330\n  end_ms: 161770\n- text: Sometimes I get overexcited\n  start_ms: 161770\n  end_ms: 163230\n- text: Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n  start_ms: 163230\n  end_ms: 166260\n- text: I promise that I'll make you all proud\n  start_ms: 166260\n  end_ms: 168100\n- text: Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n  start_ms: 168100\n  end_ms: 169680\n- text: And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 169680\n  end_ms: 172540\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 172540\n  end_ms: 175060\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 175060\n  end_ms: 176570\n- text: I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  start_ms: 176570\n  end_ms: 177820\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 177820\n  end_ms: 180400\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 180400\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 185620\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 185620\n  end_ms: 186980\n- text: I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  start_ms: 186980\n  end_ms: 188530\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 188530\n  end_ms: 190330\n- text: Everybody sing!\n  start_ms: 190330\n  end_ms: 191240\n- text: Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n  start_ms: 191240\n  end_ms: 195040\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n  start_ms: 195040\n  end_ms: 197990\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (Say let 'em hear ya!)\n  start_ms: 197990\n  end_ms: 200800\n- text: Yeah (Let's go!)\n  start_ms: 200800\n  end_ms: 202490\n- text: Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n  start_ms: 202490\n  end_ms: 205870\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (Said to the rooftops!)\n  start_ms: 205870\n  end_ms: 208460\n- text: Whoa-oa-oa (Oh come on!)\n  start_ms: 208460\n  end_ms: 211240\n- text: Yeah (Oh come on, let's go!)\n  start_ms: 211240\n  end_ms: 212240\n- text: Rise up\n  start_ms: 212240\n  end_ms: 213450\n- text: When you're living on your knees, you rise up\n  start_ms: 213450\n  end_ms: 215930\n- text: Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n  start_ms: 215930\n  end_ms: 218580\n- text: Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n  start_ms: 218580\n  end_ms: 221480\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n  start_ms: 221480\n  end_ms: 223900\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 223900\n  end_ms: 226440\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 226440\n  end_ms: 229200\n- text: When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 229200\n  end_ms: 231780\n- text: Rise up?\n  start_ms: 231780\n  end_ms: 232670\n- text: I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n  start_ms: 232670\n  end_ms: 235480\n- text: When's it gonna get me?\n  start_ms: 235480\n  end_ms: 236780\n- text: In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n  start_ms: 236780\n  end_ms: 238840\n- text: If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n  start_ms: 238840\n  end_ms: 241310\n- text: Is it like a beat without a melody?\n  start_ms: 241310\n  end_ms: 243640\n- text: See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  start_ms: 243640\n  end_ms: 245800\n- text: Where I come from some get half as many\n  start_ms: 245800\n  end_ms: 248620\n- text: Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n  start_ms: 248620\n  end_ms: 250440\n- text: And we laugh, reach for a flask\n  start_ms: 250440\n  end_ms: 252440\n- text: We have to make this moment last\n  start_ms: 252440\n  end_ms: 254050\n- text: That's plenty\n  start_ms: 254050\n  end_ms: 254920\n- text: Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n  start_ms: 254920\n  end_ms: 257470\n- text: Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n  start_ms: 257470\n  end_ms: 260280\n- text: Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  start_ms: 260280\n  end_ms: 262770\n- text: We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n  start_ms: 262770\n  end_ms: 265400\n- text: And, if we win our independence\n  start_ms: 265400\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270950\n- text: Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  start_ms: 270950\n  end_ms: 273580\n- text: Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n  start_ms: 273580\n  end_ms: 276640\n- text: I know the action in the street is exciting\n  start_ms: 276640\n  end_ms: 278430\n- text: But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n  start_ms: 278430\n  end_ms: 280330\n- text: I've been reading and writing\n  start_ms: 280330\n  end_ms: 281880\n- text: We need to handle our financial situation\n  start_ms: 281880\n  end_ms: 284380\n- text: Are we nation of states?\n  start_ms: 284380\n  end_ms: 285950\n- text: What's the state of our nation?\n  start_ms: 285950\n  end_ms: 287160\n- text: I'm past patiently waiting\n  start_ms: 287160\n  end_ms: 288460\n- text: I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n  start_ms: 288460\n  end_ms: 290350\n- text: Every action's an act of creation\n  start_ms: 290350\n  end_ms: 292510\n- text: I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n  start_ms: 292510\n  end_ms: 294760\n- text: For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n  start_ms: 294760\n  end_ms: 296920\n- text: And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 296920\n  end_ms: 300070\n- text: I am not throwing away my, shot\n  start_ms: 300070\n  end_ms: 302630\n- text: Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  start_ms: 302630\n  end_ms: 303890\n- text: I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  start_ms: 303890\n  end_ms: 305410\n- text: And I'm not throwing away my shot\n  start_ms: 305410\n  end_ms: 307950\n- text: We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  start_ms: 307950\n  end_ms: 310420\n- text: We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  start_ms: 310420\n  end_ms: 313020\n- text: We're gonna rise up, rise up\n  start_ms: 313020\n  end_ms: 315260\n- text: It's time to take a shot\n  start_ms: 315260\n  end_ms: 316160\n- text: Rise up, rise up\n  start_ms: 316160\n  end_ms: 317650\n- text: It's time to take a shot\n  start_ms: 317650\n  end_ms: 318620\n- text: Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 318620\n  end_ms: 320780\n- text: Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  start_ms: 320780\n  end_ms: 323920\n- text: Eyo it's time to take a shot\n  start_ms: 323920\n  end_ms: 324900\n- text: Time to take a shot\n  start_ms: 324900\n  end_ms: 326140\n- text: And I am not throwing away my\n  start_ms: 326140\n  end_ms: 327930\n- text: Not throwing away my shot!\n  start_ms: 327930\n  end_ms: 330770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 330770\nplain: |-\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy an' hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I'mma get a scholarship to King's College\n  I probably shouldn't brag but dawg I amaze and astonish\n  The problem is I got a lot o' brains but no polish\n  Gotta holler just to be heard\n  With every word, I drop knowledge\n\n  I'm a diamond in the rough, a shining piece o' coal\n  Tryna reach my goal, my power of speech; unimpeachable\n  Only nineteen, but my mind is older\n  These New York streets get colder, I shoulder\n  Every burden, every disadvantage\n  I've learned to manage\n  I don't have a gun to brandish\n  I walk these streets famished\n\n  The plan is to fan this spark into a flame\n  But damn it's getting dark so let me spell out the name\n  I am the\n  A-L, E-X, A-N, D! E-R, we are, meant to be!\n\n  A colony that runs independently\n  Meanwhile Britain keeps shittin' on us endlessly\n  Essentially, they tax us relentlessly\n  Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree\n  He ain't ever gonna set his descendants free\n  So there will be a revolution in this century\n  Enter me! (He says in parenthesis)\n  Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me\n  I will lay down my life if it sets us free\n  Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  It's time to take a shot!\n\n  I dream of life without a monarchy\n  The unrest in France will lead to onarchy\n  Onarchy? How you say, how you say?\n  Oh-- anarchy!\n  When I fight I make the other side panicky\n  With my shot!\n\n  Yo I'm a tailor's apprentice\n  And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis\n  I'm joining the rebellion\n  'Cause I know it's my chance\n  To socially advance\n  Instead of sowing some pants\n  I'm gon' take a shot!\n\n  Ey but we'll never be truly free\n  Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me\n  You and I, do or die\n  Wait 'til I sally in on a stallion\n  With the first black battalion\n  Have another shot!\n\n  Geniuses, lower your voices\n  You keep out of trouble and you double your choices\n  I'm with you, but the situation is fraught\n  You've got to be carefully taught\n  If you talk, you're gonna get shot\n\n  Burr, check what we got\n  Mr Lafayette, hard-rock like Lancelot\n  I think your pants look hot\n  Laurens I like you a lot\n  Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot\n  What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?\n  Pah, put a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not\n  A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolistionists\n  Give me a position show me where the ammunition is!\n\n  Oh am I talking too loud?\n  Sometimes I get overexcited\n  Shoot of at the mouth, I never had a group of friends before\n  I promise that I'll make you all proud\n\n  Let's get this guy in front of a crowd!\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  Everybody sing!\n\n  Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (ey!)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (woo!)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (Say let 'em hear ya!)\n  Yeah (Let's go!)\n  Whoa-whoa, whoa-oa-oa (I said shout it to the rooftops)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (Said to the rooftops!)\n  Whoa-oa-oa (Oh come on!)\n  Yeah (Oh come on, let's go!)\n\n  Rise up\n  When you're living on your knees, you rise up\n  Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up\n  Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-whoa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  When are these colonies gonna rise up? (Whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up?\n\n  I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory\n  When's it gonna get me?\n  In my sleep, seven feet ahead of me?\n  If I see it coming do I run or do I let it be?\n  Is it like a beat without a melody?\n\n  See I never thought I'd live past twenty\n  Where I come from some get half as many\n  Ask anybody, why we're living fast\n  And we laugh, reach for a flask\n  We have to make this moment last\n  That's plenty\n\n  Scratch that, this is not a moment it's the movement\n  Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went\n  Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand\n  We row like Moses, claiming our Promised Land\n  And, if we win our independence\n  Is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?\n  Or will the blood we shed begin an endless\n  Cycle of vengeance and death, with no defendants?\n\n  I know the action in the street is exciting\n  But Jezus, between all the bleedin' and fighting\n  I've been reading and writing\n  We need to handle our financial situation\n  Are we nation of states?\n  What's the state of our nation?\n\n  I'm past patiently waiting\n  I'm passionately smashing every expectation\n  Every action's an act of creation\n  I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow\n  For the first time I'm thinking past tomorrow\n\n  And I am not throwing away my, shot\n  I am not throwing away my, shot\n  Eyo, I'm just like my country\n  I'm young, scrappy and hungry\n  And I'm not throwing away my shot\n\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, time to take a shot (not throwing away my, shot)\n  We're gonna rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n  Rise up, rise up\n  It's time to take a shot\n\n  Rise up, it's time to take shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Rise up, take a shot, shot, shot (whoa-oa-oa)\n  Eyo it's time to take a shot\n  Time to take a shot\n  And I am not throwing away my\n  Not throwing away my shot!\n"}]