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Stackin’ Sats Blues
On Blurt.media and SportsTalkSocial.com
I got a blog on the blockchain, I write my song,
Words flow like the river, deep and long.
Blurt.blog's my canvas, my voice is free,
Stackin’ sats for tomorrow, just lettin’ it be.
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m stackin’ sats, baby, one by one,
Earnin’ my freedom under this sun.
Bloggin’ my heart out, singin’ my truth,
Livin’ my way, no need for proof.
[Verse 2]
Blurt.media’s callin’, I craft and create,
Short films, big dreams, it’s never too late.
Decentralized voices, no chains, no locks,
Crypto’s my ticket, I’m off the docks.
[Prechorus]
Every keystroke's a seed I sow,
Stackin’ those sats, watch 'em grow.
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m stackin’ sats, baby, one by one,
Earnin’ my freedom under this sun.
Bloggin’ my heart out, singin’ my truth,
Livin’ my way, no need for proof.
[Bridge]
Freedom tastes like the morning air,
No gatekeeper, no one to care.
Just me and my words, my slide guitar,
Stackin’ those sats, I’m reachin’ far.
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By OGMediaStackin’ Sats Blues
On Blurt.media and SportsTalkSocial.com
I got a blog on the blockchain, I write my song,
Words flow like the river, deep and long.
Blurt.blog's my canvas, my voice is free,
Stackin’ sats for tomorrow, just lettin’ it be.
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m stackin’ sats, baby, one by one,
Earnin’ my freedom under this sun.
Bloggin’ my heart out, singin’ my truth,
Livin’ my way, no need for proof.
[Verse 2]
Blurt.media’s callin’, I craft and create,
Short films, big dreams, it’s never too late.
Decentralized voices, no chains, no locks,
Crypto’s my ticket, I’m off the docks.
[Prechorus]
Every keystroke's a seed I sow,
Stackin’ those sats, watch 'em grow.
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m stackin’ sats, baby, one by one,
Earnin’ my freedom under this sun.
Bloggin’ my heart out, singin’ my truth,
Livin’ my way, no need for proof.
[Bridge]
Freedom tastes like the morning air,
No gatekeeper, no one to care.
Just me and my words, my slide guitar,
Stackin’ those sats, I’m reachin’ far.