the friend, lafayette mulligan and they are doing '80s wrap, i'm john mul ands and the place to be, you know, that we all do a version of that when we were in the '80s. i'm lynn mrand the place college degree, likeploma and superlike, then here comes hamilton and it's rhyming, six lines on the line, it is insane, poly sil a bick internal a sonance, he needs to be hike from the future, just this world beating intellect. so every couplet had to be unimpeachable. >> i'm past patiently waiting and paition adly smashing every expectation, every action, and act of creation. i'm laughing in the face of casuals-- casualties. first time i'm thinking past tomorrow. >> but i'm not throwing away my shot ♪ i'm not throwing away my shoate ♪ i'm like the country, scrappy and hungary ♪ and i'm not throwing away my shot ♪ i will rise up ♪ we going to rise up ♪ we going to rise up ♪ rise up time to talk a shot ♪ rise up rise up time to tack a shot ♪ time to take a shot ♪ take a shot ♪ time to take a shot ♪ and i'm not throwing away ♪ not throwing away my shot >> rose: hamilton demands lots from you. >> yes. >> rose: i mean he's calling on your best. >> he's calling on my best. be