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I'm a diamond in the rough a shiny piece of coal
Tryna reach my goal. my power of speech, unimpeachable!

only nineteen, but my mind is older
the new york streets get colder
I shoulder
every burden, every disadvantage I have learned to manage; I don't have a gun to brandish, I walk these streets famished

The plan is to fan this spark into a flame. But damn it's getting

(Ohps) dark, so let me spell out the name

I am the...

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

A country that runs independantly, while britain keeps shitting on us endlessly.

essentially, they tax us relentlessly
then King George turns around, runs a spending spree

He aint ever gonna send his descendants free
So there will be a revolution in this century!
Enter me!

He says in parenthesis

Don't be shocked when the history books mention me, I will lay down my life if it sets us free,
Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy

and I am not throwin' away my
.
shot!

I'm not throwing away my
.
Shot!

ey yo I'm just like my country; I'm young scrappy and hungry
and I am not throwing away my
.
shot!

I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo i'm just like my country, i'm young scrappy and hungry and i'm not throwing away my
.
Shot!

It's time to take a shot!

I dream of life without a monarchy,
the unrest in France will lead to onarchy,
how you say, or do you mean anarchy?!
I make the other side panicky with my
shot!

Yo, i'm a tailor's apprentice, and i got y'all knuckleheads in local parentis
I'm joinin the rebellion cause i know i've got a chance to socially advance instead of sewing some pants, i'm going to take a shot

But we'll never truly be free until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me
you and I, do or die
wait 'till I sally in on a stallion with the first black battalion
have another
shot!

Geniuses, lower your voices, keep out of trouble and you double your choices. I'm with you but this situation is fraught you have to be carefully taught if you talk, you're gunna get shot

C'mon Burr check what we got:
Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot
I think your pants are hot
Laurens I like you a lot
Let's hatch a plot blakcer than the kettle calling the pot

what are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot,
poppin a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
a bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists?
Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is!