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Blow Us All Away
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Ramos
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Ariana DeBose
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Sasha Hutchings
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Ephraim Sykes
Ephraim Sykes
Vocals
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Vocals
Original Broadway Cast of "Hamilton"
Original Broadway Cast of "Hamilton"
Background Vocals
Robin Macatangay
Robin Macatangay
Banjo
Richard Hammond
Richard Hammond
Bass
Anja Wood
Anja Wood
Cello
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Conductor
Randy Cohen
Randy Cohen
Programming
Laura Sherman
Laura Sherman
Harp
Benny Reiner
Benny Reiner
Keyboards
Kurt Crowley
Kurt Crowley
Keyboards
Scott Wasserman
Scott Wasserman
Programming
Erin Mayland
Erin Mayland
Violin
Mario Gotoh
Mario Gotoh
Viola
Mobb Deep
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The Notorious B.I.G.
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Composer
Albert Johnson
Albert Johnson
Songwriter
Christopher E Martin
Christopher E Martin
Songwriter
Khary Kimani Turner
Khary Kimani Turner
Songwriter
Kejuan Muchita
Kejuan Muchita
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Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Producer
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer
Ahmir Thompson
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Bill Sherman
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Tarik Trotter
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Producer

Letra

Meet the latest graduate of King's College I probably shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish The scholars say I got that same virtuosity and brains as my Pop's The ladies say my brain's not where the resemblance stops I'm only nineteen, 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 that someday I would Blow us all away! 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 I saw him just up Broadway a couple of blocks He was going to see a play Well, I'll go visit his box God, you're a fox! Hey, y'all look pretty good in your frocks How 'bout when I get back, we all strip down to our socks? Okay! Yeah! Blow, blow, blow us all away! George! George! Shh, I'm tryna watch a show! You should've 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 (Ooh!) It's like that? Yeah, I don't fool around I'm not your little schoolboy friends I'll see you on the dueling ground! That is unless you want to step outside and go now I know where to find you Piss off, I'm watching the show now Pops, if you had only heard the shit he said about you I doubt you woulda let it slide and I was not about to Slow down I came to ask you for advice, this is my very first duel They don't exactly cover this subject in boarding school Did your friends attempt to negotiate a peace? He refused to apologize, we had to let the peace talk cease Where is this happening? Across the river in Jersey Everything is legal in New Jersey All right 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 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 Phillip, your mother can't take another heartbreak Father— Promise me You don't want this young man's blood on your conscience Okay, I promise Come back home when you're done Take my guns, be smart Make me proud, son My name is Phillip I am a poet And 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! Mr. Eacker! How was the rest of your show? I'd rather skip the pleasantries, let's go Grab your pistol Confer with your men The duel will commence after we count to ten (Count to ten!) Look him in the eye, aim no higher Summon all the courage you require Then slowly and clearly, aim your gun towards the sky! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven-
Writer(s): Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Chris E. Martin, Lin-manuel Miranda, Khary Kimani Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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