Lin-Manuel as Hamilton

How does a whippersnapper

Student of rap and a Latin

Trapped in the middle of a Manhattan flat

Win Broadway accolades

While other writers kiss the corporate dollar

Grow up to be a hip hop opera scholar?

This blue collar shining beacon Puerto Rican

Got a lot farther by being a lot smarter

By stretching rhymes harder

By being a trend starter

By 14, they placed him in a school with a music charter

And everyday while shows were being slaughtered on Broadway

They played, he stayed away

He struggled, but in an odd way

Inside, he was longing to build a better Broadway

The brother was ready to cut clean in the Sweeney Todd way

His first hurricane came and In the heights the name

Our man wrote his future hit sittin' on a train

Put a pencil to his temple and stuck it into his brain

And he wrote his first refrain while hollerin' out in pain

Well, the word got around they said

"This kid is insane, man!"

On closer inspection he's a salsa hip hop main man

Broadway's been less crappy since the happy day you came

And the world's gonna know your name

What's your game man?

Lin-Manuel as Hamilton

That's me I'm Lin-Manuel as Hamilton

And there's a million songs I haven't trashed

But just you wait

Just you wait

When he was ten he saw Camelot it was hot

But led in ten years later saw Spamelot

And where Broadway was heading

Half dead with a campus so thick it looked sick

He swore he would fix it, but he wasn't so quick

He saw Little Mermaid, it made him think of suicide

Disney was nothing but goo inside he felt blue inside

A voice saying "You gotta rap for yourself"

He started snapping and rapping

Every record on his shelf

And he started taping and making mixes quite astute

After he read a book of great repute about the constitution

Started working, Perking a hip hop mixtape

He mixed up history and himself and now he can't escape

It's a half history book, half Aragon buy on

Now, he's the future he's a theater icon

He's half Hamilton, half can of cold spam

But in New York he can be a real ham

In New York you can

Be a real ham (just you wait)

Or you can be a

Can of cold spam (just you wait)

It's your choice, Hamilton

Hamlet or ham?

In New York (New York)

Just you wait!

Lin-Manuel as Hamilton ('tis a ham in Spamilton)

Fame is waiting in the wings for you

You may have left town

You must have needed some downtime

You left the show as Hamilton (you left the show as Hamilton)

But Spamilton clings to you

Do you know we misquote your name?

Do you know we rewrote your fame?

Your score will never be the same oh

The tiny doll we got from props is coming, can you spot him?

Forgive the flimsy plastic boat, our budget's at the bottom

The Barbie Lin-Manuel just fell!

Thank god somebody caught him!

Me? I save his ass

Me? I give him sass

Me? I'm full of gas

Me? I'm the damn fool who slays him

Me? I'm the damn fool who plays him!

There's a dozen songs we haven't trashed

But just you wait!

Who we spoofin', man?

Lin-Manuel as Hamilton!