Musical Theatre Summer Camp
​My Shot

My Shot (Vocals)

My Shot (Instrumental)

​My Shot Lyrics
 

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

I'mma get scholarship to King's College
I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish


The problem is I got a lot of brains, but no polish


I gotta holler just to be heard
With every word I drop knowledge

I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal
Tryin' to reach my goal, my power of speech: unimpeachable


Only nineteen, but my mind is older
These New York City streets getting colder, I shoulder


Ev'ry burden, ev'ry 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 dang, it's getting dark, so let me spell out my name
I am the--

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

A colony that runs independently