This song is from the album The Hamilton Mixtape(2016), released on 02 December 2016.
Vocals: Nate Ruess, Busta Rhymes, Joell Ortiz, Black Thought,
Producer(s): The Roots,
Scale: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 95 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Gm F Bb Cm Dm Eb D x2 [VERSE] Gm F Ayo mugshots, gun shots, dope shots, jump shot Bb Take your pick, but you only get one shot Cm Dm Advice from a schoolteacher to a young tot Eb D Applyin' a sticker to his Spiderman lunchbox Gm F When even role models tell us we're born to be felons Bb We're never gettin' into Harvard or Carnegie Mellon Cm Dm And we gon' end up either robbin' somebody or killin' Eb D It's not fair that's all they can tell us Gm That's why you hustle hella hard, F never celebrate a holiday Bb That'll be the day I coulda finally hit the lottery Cm Dm I refuse to ever lose or throw my shot away Eb D Or chalk it up as just another one that got away Gm D So I'm unapologetic, I'm on my calesthenics Bb If I have given it all I got I cannot regret it Cm My point of destination's Dm different from where I was headed Eb D 'Cause I'ma shoot for the stars to get it D One shot www.chordzone.org [HOOK] Gm F I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Bb I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot Gm I said I'm not throwin' away my shot F Bb No I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country Cm I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot [VERSE] Gm F When opportunity knock, you don't send anyone to get it Bb Answer the door, welcome it, let it in or regret it Cm They said if you can't beat 'em you join 'em Dm I said, "Forget it" Eb 'Cause once you join 'em D you're buildin' a ceilin' the way you're headed Gm F Be American, express how you feel and take the credit Bb Don't settle for 87, go premium unleaded and Cm Dm Take off, shake all the hate off, it's over Eb It's they loss, d the payoff's their weight off your shoulders Gm Must admit, I'm feelin', I'm kind of um F Bb Lighter as a writer with this fire and desire to go higher Cm Than a stealth fighter pilot with my eye on every prize Dm Eb I surprise you guys, I'm a prize fighter D Gm F My nine to five describe, your scribe survive minor Bb Setbacks and take steps back from pied pipers Cm Dm Be leaders, believers in yourself and mean it Eb D I mean you only get one shot, take it or leave it www.chordzone.org [HOOK] Gm F I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Bb I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot Gm I said I'm not throwin' away my shot F Bb No I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country Cm I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot Gm Rise up F Bb If you livin' on your knees, you rise up Cm Tell your brother that he's gotta rise up Dm Eb Tell your sister that she's gotta rise up D Gm When are folks like me and you gonna rise up? F Bb Every city, every hood, we need to rise up Cm All my soldiers, what's good? We need to rise up Dm Eb We ain't got no other choice, we need to rise up D Rise up! Gm Throughout my travels and journeys F through life I've been searchin' Bb And been learnin' to be Cm the type of person to display how determined I get Dm Eb When I'm certain, inside I feel that fire that's burnin' D Like a knife that is turnin', I fight while I'm hurtin' Gm Sometimes they're right 'cause life is a burden F Bb Like the pain from a bite that'll worsen Bb Tryna stifle the light that'll shine on me first and Cm Before I ride in a hearse and... Cm Dm My breathing stops and Eb D You'll never take my one shot I got 'fore I lie in the earth Gm And now I kill again on that Hamilton Hercules Mulligan F Bb Readin' in Vanity Fair or the Huffington Bb Done with the sufferin', Cm we in the guts again, family rushin' in Dm Eb Wonder where Busta been D Feelin' the hunger and feedin' the lust to win Gm F Bb See I've been patiently waitin' for this moment Bb Cm To rise up again, that's the way I was molded Cm And as the last one standin' as the rest of them foldin' Dm Eb D Give me my one chance to grab the torch and properly hold it [HOOK] Gm F I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Bb I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot Gm I said I'm not throwin' away my shot F Bb No I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country Cm I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot [HOOK] Gm F I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Bb I said I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot Gm I said I'm not throwin' away my shot F Bb No I'm not throwin' away my shot Cm Yo I'm just like my country Cm I'm young, scrappy and hungry Eb D And I'm not throwin' away my shot
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