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Crypto Blues Radio - Decentralized Dreams
I got my fingers on the keyboard, tappin' truth all night,
Stackin' sats like pennies, till my future feels bright.
Blurt.blog, Blurt.media, where the free speech flows,
Decentralized dreams, where the wild wind blows.
[Chorus]
Stackin' sats, oh, I'm stackin' 'em high,
Earning my keep 'neath the open sky.
Bloggin' and writin', lettin' my heart roam,
Crypto's my ticket, and the web's my home.
[Verse 2]
I make a short film, paint the world in frames,
My words, my art—they ain't playin' no games.
Every post is a brick, buildin' dreams stone by stone,
Freedom's the anthem in this blockchain zone.
[Prechorus]
No banks, no chains, no boss to obey,
Just my own rhythm, my rules, my way.
[Chorus]
Stackin' sats, oh, I'm stackin' 'em high,
Earning my keep 'neath the open sky.
Bloggin' and writin', lettin' my heart roam,
Crypto's my ticket, and the web's my home.
[Bridge]
Oh, the old-timers said, "Stick to the grind,"
But I found my gold in this digital mine.
A voice unchained, a song unsold,
Writing my freedom, more precious than gold.
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By OGMediaI got my fingers on the keyboard, tappin' truth all night,
Stackin' sats like pennies, till my future feels bright.
Blurt.blog, Blurt.media, where the free speech flows,
Decentralized dreams, where the wild wind blows.
[Chorus]
Stackin' sats, oh, I'm stackin' 'em high,
Earning my keep 'neath the open sky.
Bloggin' and writin', lettin' my heart roam,
Crypto's my ticket, and the web's my home.
[Verse 2]
I make a short film, paint the world in frames,
My words, my art—they ain't playin' no games.
Every post is a brick, buildin' dreams stone by stone,
Freedom's the anthem in this blockchain zone.
[Prechorus]
No banks, no chains, no boss to obey,
Just my own rhythm, my rules, my way.
[Chorus]
Stackin' sats, oh, I'm stackin' 'em high,
Earning my keep 'neath the open sky.
Bloggin' and writin', lettin' my heart roam,
Crypto's my ticket, and the web's my home.
[Bridge]
Oh, the old-timers said, "Stick to the grind,"
But I found my gold in this digital mine.
A voice unchained, a song unsold,
Writing my freedom, more precious than gold.