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Meet the latest graduate of King's College
I prob'ly shouldn't brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish
The scholars say I got the same virtuosity and brains as my pops
The ladies say my brain's not where the resemblance stops
I'm only 19 but my mind is older
Gotta be my own man, like my father, but bolder
I shoulder his legacy with pride, I used to hear him say
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Ladies, I'm looking for a Mr. George Eacker
Made a speech last week, our Fourth of July speaker
He disparaged my father's legacy in front of a crowd
I can't have that, I'm making my father proud
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I saw him just up Broadway a couple of blocks
He was goin' to see a play
Well, I'll go visit his box
And y'all look pretty good in ya frocks
How 'bout when I get back, we all strip down to our socks?
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Ya shoulda watched your mouth before you
Talked about my father though
I didn't say anything that wasn't true
Your father's a scoundrel, and so, it seems, are you
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See you on the dueling ground
That is, unless you wanna step outside and go now
I know where to find you, piss off
I'm watchin' this show now
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Pops, if you had only heard the shit he said about you
I doubt you would have let it slide, and I was not about to
I came to ask you for advice, this is my very first duel
They don't exactly cover this subject in boarding school
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Did your friends attempt to negotiate a peace?
He refused to apologize, we had to let the peace talks cease
Across the river, in Jersey
Everything is legal in New Jersey
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Alright, so this is what you're gonna do
Stand there like a man until Eacker is in front of you
When the time comes, fire your weapon in the air
This will put an end to the whole affair
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But what if he decides to shoot? Then I'm a goner
No! He'll follow suit if he's truly a man of honor
To take someone's life, that is something you can't shake
Philip, your mother can't take another heartbreak
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Promise me, you don't want this
Young man's blood on your conscience
Come back home when you're done
Take my guns, be smart, make me proud, son
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I'm a little nervous, but I can't show it
I'm sorry, I'm a Hamilton with pride
You talk about my father, I cannot let it slide
Writer(s): Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Chris E. Martin, Lin-manuel Miranda, Khary Kimani Turner