There is no second Best - Bitcoin war anthem

Joel

Hard-hitting trap beat, dark synths, war horns, booming 808s, male vocals

[Intro]

One chair.
One throne.
No second best.
Fiat’s burnin’—but you still holdin’?
That’s fuckin’ tragic.

(beat drops, 808s)

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[Verse 1]

They print another trillion, I don’t even flinch,
Fiat’s just a joke, whole system’s a glitch.
They steal your time, call it tax—man, that shit’s a grift,
Clock’s tickin’ on your wealth, your whole paycheck’s a myth.

They tell you "trust the system," but the system’s broke,
They hand you printed paper and laugh behind the cloak.
You workin’ twice as hard, just to stay afloat,
While they debase the money—watch ‘em squeeze your throat.

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[Pre-Chorus]

They create FUD, I say fuck you, I got laser eyes,
DCA forever, I ain't got no time for lies.
You trust the Fed? Man, that's poor man’s shit,
I got my keys, I walked the exit.

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[Chorus]

It’s goin’ up forever, Laura, check the graph!
Fiat’s in a coma, someone check the fuckin’ stats!
They beggin’ for a bailout, I just fuckin’ laugh,
Fiat’s in a coffin, I just wrote the epitaph.

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[Verse 2]

"Have fun stayin’ poor," that’s the motto I recite,
You stackin’ government coupons? That’s a fuckin’ peasant life.
Altcoin dreamers out here chasin’ hype,
I stack, I hold—our levels ain't alike.

They said "Bitcoin’s a bubble"—man, they broke as fuck,
Called it dead 400 times, but we still goin’ up.
It’s digital property, harder than steel,
A swarm of cyber hornets that’ll never kneel.

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[Bridge]

This ain't no trend, this ain't no trade,
This a goddamn revolution, made to never fade.
They build their house of paper, but the fire’s set to spread,
A trust-based system—when the trust is gone, it’s dead.
The banks lock doors, the lines stretch back for blocks,
Fiat's just a promise—watch it vanish when they knock.
While they beg for bailouts, we just stack and win—
Bitcoin is the lifeboat—get the fuck in.

(beat cuts out)

One chair.
One throne.
One fuckin’ asset.
No second best.

(beat drops back in, 808s)

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[Chorus]

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[Verse 3]

Your cash ain't king, it's a fuckin’ joke,
They bailing out the banks while you stayin’ broke.
You tryna time the market? Man, you already lost,
I been stackin’ every day—fuck your paper stocks.

Fiat maxis talkin’ shit but they don’t check the chain,
All their pension funds are wrecked, who the fuck’s to blame?
They say 'Bitcoin’s risky,' 'Bitcoin’s bad,'
When your funds get frozen—tell me, ain't that sad?"**

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[Outro]

No second best.
Fuck your bonds.
Fuck your banks.
Fuck your fiat.

This ain't a game.
This ain't a phase.
This is the fuckin’ revolution.

(beat fades out)

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[Intro] One chair. One throne. No second best. Fiat’s burnin’—but you still holdin’? That’s fuckin’ tragic. (beat drops, 808s) --- [Verse 1] They print another trillion, I don’t even flinch, Fiat’s just a joke, whole system’s a glitch. They steal your time, call it tax—man, that shit’s a grift, Clock’s tickin’ on your wealth, your whole paycheck’s a myth. They tell you "trust the system," but the system’s broke, They hand you printed paper and laugh behind the cloak. You workin’ twice as hard, just to stay afloat, While they debase the money—watch ‘em squeeze your throat. --- [Pre-Chorus] They create FUD, I say fuck you, I got laser eyes, DCA forever, I ain't got no time for lies. You trust the Fed? Man, that's poor man’s shit, I got my keys, I walked the exit. --- [Chorus] It’s goin’ up forever, Laura, check the graph! Fiat’s in a coma, someone check the fuckin’ stats! They beggin’ for a bailout, I just fuckin’ laugh, Fiat’s in a coffin, I just wrote the epitaph. --- [Verse 2] "Have fun stayin’ poor," that’s the motto I recite, You stackin’ government coupons? That’s a fuckin’ peasant life. Altcoin dreamers out here chasin’ hype, I stack, I hold—our levels ain't alike. They said "Bitcoin’s a bubble"—man, they broke as fuck, Called it dead 400 times, but we still goin’ up. It’s digital property, harder than steel, A swarm of cyber hornets that’ll never kneel. --- [Bridge] This ain't no trend, this ain't no trade, This a goddamn revolution, made to never fade. They build their house of paper, but the fire’s set to spread, A trust-based system—when the trust is gone, it’s dead. The banks lock doors, the lines stretch back for blocks, Fiat's just a promise—watch it vanish when they knock. While they beg for bailouts, we just stack and win— Bitcoin is the lifeboat—get the fuck in. (beat cuts out) One chair. One throne. One fuckin’ asset. No second best. (beat drops back in, 808s) --- [Chorus] It’s goin’ up forever, Laura, check the graph! Fiat’s in a coma, someone check the fuckin’ stats! They beggin’ for a bailout, I just fuckin’ laugh, Fiat’s in a coffin, I just wrote the epitaph. --- [Verse 3] Your cash ain't king, it's a fuckin’ joke, They bailing out the banks while you stayin’ broke. You tryna time the market? Man, you already lost, I been stackin’ every day—fuck your paper stocks. Fiat maxis talkin’ shit but they don’t check the chain, All their pension funds are wrecked, who the fuck’s to blame? They say 'Bitcoin’s risky,' 'Bitcoin’s bad,' When your funds get frozen—tell me, ain't that sad?"** --- [Outro] No second best. Fuck your bonds. Fuck your banks. Fuck your fiat. This ain't a game. This ain't a phase. This is the fuckin’ revolution. (beat fades out)

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