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Stacking Sats on Blurt.blog
Fingers on the keys, a click and a clack,
Type a little wisdom, stacking sats in my stack.
Digital ink spillin', stories in the air,
Blurt.blog got me eatin' like a millionaire.
From my front porch swing, to the worldwide stage,
Keyboard my weapon, turnin' clicks into wage.
Blues in my pocket, jazz in my veins,
Crypto rain, washing off my chains.
[Chorus]
Stackin' sats daily, pennies turn to gold,
Bloggin' on the Blurt, where the stories get told.
Harmony’s rich, rhythm so sweet,
Blurt.blog the groove, tappin' out that beat.
[Verse 2]
A mug of coffee, sunrise in my view,
Bloggin' 'bout the grind, or a tale or two.
Earnin' with my words, like a poet for hire,
Blurt’s my choir, set my soul on fire.
Jazz riffs twistin' through my mind’s back roads,
Delta blues hummin', heavy like a code.
I drop a post, watch the sats roll in,
Every keystroke’s a win, where do I begin?
[Bridge]
Bloggin’ for the dream, no 9-to-5 clock,
Blurt’s my escape, no punchin’ that block.
Avant-garde hustle, classical grind,
Stackin’ sats daily, got freedom in my mind.
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By OGMediaFingers on the keys, a click and a clack,
Type a little wisdom, stacking sats in my stack.
Digital ink spillin', stories in the air,
Blurt.blog got me eatin' like a millionaire.
From my front porch swing, to the worldwide stage,
Keyboard my weapon, turnin' clicks into wage.
Blues in my pocket, jazz in my veins,
Crypto rain, washing off my chains.
[Chorus]
Stackin' sats daily, pennies turn to gold,
Bloggin' on the Blurt, where the stories get told.
Harmony’s rich, rhythm so sweet,
Blurt.blog the groove, tappin' out that beat.
[Verse 2]
A mug of coffee, sunrise in my view,
Bloggin' 'bout the grind, or a tale or two.
Earnin' with my words, like a poet for hire,
Blurt’s my choir, set my soul on fire.
Jazz riffs twistin' through my mind’s back roads,
Delta blues hummin', heavy like a code.
I drop a post, watch the sats roll in,
Every keystroke’s a win, where do I begin?
[Bridge]
Bloggin’ for the dream, no 9-to-5 clock,
Blurt’s my escape, no punchin’ that block.
Avant-garde hustle, classical grind,
Stackin’ sats daily, got freedom in my mind.