Bitcoin Bandits Bust the Fiat Blues

[Intro] *(A sampled b**t drops with a retro synth bassline, echoing classic G-Funk. A voiceover chuckles and says, “Y’all better stack sats ‘fore we c***h the system!”)* [Verse 1] Yo, it’s the digital age, got the fiat shook, Tupac’s ghost whisperin’, “Get your face in the book!” Bitcoin’s the sheriff, ridin’ blockchain steeds, Fiat’s the clown car, sputterin’ on greed. Fed printers go *brrr*, but my wallet stay thick, Crypto’s the answer when the dollar plays sick. They said, “Cash rules!” Now they sweatin’ the dip, I’m HODLin’ like Pac when he wrote “Me Against the World.” [Chorus] We the Bitcoin bandits, laughin’ at the Fed’s blues, Fiat’s on life support—code red in the news! Satoshi’s ghost ridin’ shotgun in the low-low, Dodge inflation bullets like, “*Adiós*, fiat, slow yo’ roll!” [Verse 2] Central banks schemin’, but the blockchain don’t lie, They inflate the cake, but we cut the supply. Pac told us “Get Money,” but he meant *digital gold*, Now I’m stackin’ fractions while the boomers fold. Fiat’s like a ex, always cryin’ “Trust me!” Bitcoin’s the rebound—decentralized and husky. Pumpin’ my node like Dre bumpin’ “Nuthin’ But a ‘G’ Thang,” Fiat’s funeral’s lit—bring confetti and memes! [Bridge] They called us “crazy,” said, “Crypto’s a phase,” Now El Salvador’s stackin’, they stuck in the old ways. Fiat’s got wrinkles, Bitcoin’s Botox smooth, We moonwalk past banks in our crypto-proof boots. [Outro] *(The b**t fades with a distorted cash register “cha-ching” morphing into a dial-up tone. A final voiceover snickers, “Game over, fiat—checkmate in Satoshi’s name.”)*