Right Hand Man (feat. Jirard Khalil & Caleb Hyles)

British Admiral Howe's got troops on the water

Thirty-two thousand troops in New York Harbor

Thirty-two thousand troops in New York Harbor

And they surround our troops, they surround our troops

They surround our troops

As a kid in the Caribbean I wished for a war

I knew that I was poor, I knew it was the only way to rise up

If they tell my story, I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory

Or rise up

I will fight for this land

But there's only one man who can give us a command

So we can rise up

Understand, it's the only way to rise up

Rise up, here he comes

Here comes the general, ladies and gentlemen

Here comes the general, the moment you've been waiting for

Here comes the general, the pride of Mount Vernon

Here comes the general, George Washington

We are outgunned, outmanned

Outnumbered, out-planned

We've gotta make an all-out stand

And hey, I'm gonna need a right hand man

Check it, can I be real a second?

For just a millisecond?

Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second?

Now I'm the model of the model major general

The venerated Virginian veteran whose men are alright enough

To put me up on a pedestal

Writing letters to relatives and relishing my elegance

And eloquence but the elephant is in the room

The truth is in your face when you hear the British cannons

Go boom

Any hope of success is fleeting

How can I keep leading when the people I'm leading keep retreating?

We put a stop to the bleeding as the British take Brooklyn

Might takes work, but look

We are outgunned, outmanned

Outnumbered, out-planned

We've gotta make an all-out stand

And hey, I'm gonna need a right hand man

Incoming

They're battering down the battery

Check the damages, we gotta stop 'em

And rob 'em of their advantages

Let's take a stand with the stamina God has granted us

We won't abandon ship, yo, let's steal their cannons

Sha-boom

Goes the cannon, watch the blood in the ships spray

Ka-boom

Goes the cannon, we're abandoning Kip's Bay boom

There's another ship and boom

We just lost Southern Tip and boom

Get over to Harlem quick, can't afford another slip

Guns and horses giddy up, I decide to divvy up my forces

They're skittish as the British cut their city up

This close to giving up, facing mass scrutiny

I scream in the face of this mass mutiny

Are these the men with which I am to defend America?

We ride at midnight, Manhattan in the distance

I cannot be everywhere at once, people

I'm in dire need of assistance

Your Excellency, sir

Who are you?

Aaron Burr, sir, permission to state my case

As you were

Sir, I was a captain under General Montgomery

Until he caught a bullet in the neck in Quebec

And well, in summary

I think that I could be of some assistance

I admire how you keep firing on the British from a distance

I have some questions, a couple of suggestions

On how to fight instead of fleeing west

Yes?

Well?

Your Excellency, you wanted to see me?

Hamilton, come in

Have you met Burr?

Yes, sir, we keep meeting

As I was saying, sir, I look forward to seeing

Your strategy play out

Burr, close the door on your way out

Have I done something wrong, sir?

On the contrary, I called you here 'cause our odds are beyond scary

Your reputation precedes you, but I have to laugh

Sir?

Hamilton, how come no one can get you on their staff?

Sir?

Don't get me wrong, you're a young man of great renown

I know you stole British cannons while we were still downtown

Nathaniel Green and Henry Knox wanted to hire you

To be their secretary, I don't think so

Now why are you upset?

I'm not

It's alright, you wanna fight?

You've got a hunger, I was just like you when I was younger

Head full of fantasies of dying like a martyr

Yes, dying is easy, young man, living is harder

Why are you telling me this?

I'm being honest

I'm working with a third of what our congress has promised us

We are a powder keg about to explode

I need someone like you to lighten the load

So?

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

I am not throwing away my shot

Son, we are outgunned, outmanned

You need all the help you can get

I have some friends, Laurence Mulligan, Marquis de Lafayette

Okay, what else?

Outnumbered, out-planned

You'll need some spies on the inside

Some king's men who might let some things slide

I'll write to congress and tell 'em we need supplies

You rally the guys, master the element of surprise

I'll rise above my station, organize your information

Till we rise to the occasion of our new nation, sir

Here comes the general, rise up

Here comes the general, rise up

Here comes the general, rise up

Here comes the general

And his right hand man

Boom