Yo, it’s Slim on the mic, let me spit you the tale,

How Bitcoin rose up, broke the system that failed.

From a vision in code to a global ascent,

$100K hit, now the whole game’s bent.

Back in ’09, just a spark in the air,

Satoshi wrote the script like he didn’t even care.

No banks, no borders, just freedom in lines,

A ledger of truth, now it’s rewriting the times.

Yo, they said it’s a bubble, they laughed in my face,

But I’m stacking these blocks while they’re stuck in their place.

Mining the grind, every coin’s divine,

Proof of work built this network, a digital shrine.

From basements with rigs hummin’ like bees,

To nations adopting, we’re planting the seeds.

Fiat’s inflating, it’s paper in flames,

While Bitcoin’s immutable, shifting the game.

2017, it lit like a fuse,

20K hit, man, the hype made the news.

Then it crashed, they said, “Man, it’s all just a con,”

But we hodled through the storm till the bulls came strong.

The bears couldn’t shake us, the hacks couldn’t break us,

Diamond hands through the chaos, no fear could mistake us.

Now the doubters eat crow, watchin’ Bitcoin ascend,

From a penny to the throne, where the vision extends.

Yo, the banks tried to crush it, they’re losin’ their grip,

Printing money like water, the system’s adrift.

While we’re building a future where the people hold keys,

No middleman takin’, no tricks up their sleeves.

El Salvador said, “Yo, this is our gold,”

MicroStrategy stacked, their faith was bold.

It’s more than a coin, it’s the people’s crusade,

A decentralized anthem that can’t be swayed.

Now my flow’s like the blockchain: precise and secure,

Every verse is a block, every rhyme is mature.

Layer by layer, I’m stackin’ the truth,

This is digital freedom encoded in proof.

Fiat’s dying, hyperinflation’s a threat,

While Bitcoin’s the hedge they ain’t figured out yet.

They can spin their lies, they can print their notes,

But the power’s with the people—our ship still floats.

Yo, this ain’t just a movement, it’s destiny carved,

In the code of the blockchains, our path is starved.

For the skeptics, the cynics, who said it would fall,

Now it’s $100K, we’re eclipsin’ it all.

So raise a toast to the climb, every block that was mined,

Every dip we survived, every future aligned.

Bitcoin’s the king, crowned by consensus,

A revolution encrypted, relentless defenses.

And when they ask how we did it, this climb to the heights,

It’s the math, the dream, and the blockchain’s might.

We broke their chains, their control’s been wrecked,

Bitcoin’s the anthem—pay homage, respect.