My Shot (Rise Up Remix) The Roots (Ft. Busta Rhymes, Joell Ortiz & Nate Ruess)

[Intro: Nate Ruess]
The Hamilton Mixtape
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Ayo, mugshot, gun shot, dope shot, jump shot
Take your pick—but you only get one shot
Advice from a schoolteacher to a young tot
Applyin' a sticker to his Spider-man lunchbox
When even role models tell us we're born to be felons
We're never gettin' into Harvard or Carnegie Mellon
And we gon' end up either robbin' somebody or killin'
It's not fair that's all they can tell us
That's why I hustle hella hard, never celebrate a holiday
That'll be the day I coulda finally hit the lottery
I refuse to ever lose or throw my shot away
Or chalk it up as just another one that got away
So I'm unapologetic, I'm on my calisthenics
If I have given it all I got I cannot regret it
My point of destination's different from where I was headed
'Cause I'ma shoot for the stars to get it
One shot

[Hook: Black Thought]
I said I'm not throwin' away my shot
I said I'm not throwin' away my shot
Yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
And I'm not throwin' away my shot
I said I'm not throwin' away my shot
No, I'm not throwin' away my shot
Yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy, and hungry
And I'm not throwin' away my shot