Meu Funeral – Agricultor de Merda

Meu Funeral – Agricultor de Merda Lyrics

Artist: Meu Funeral
Song: Agricultor de Merda

Se a gente colhe o que plantou
Eu devo ser uma bela merda de um agricultor
E esse problema começou
Quando eu vi que eu não entendia nada que o meu professor

Dizia
E escutar o meu som era tudo que eu
Queria
Um monte de equação fodia com o meu dia

E adivinha?
Eu nunca usei essa porra no meu dia-a-dia
Que agonia
Eu nunca fiz o que me impuseram

Eu nunca plantei o que queriam que eu plantasse
Fui aprendendo o que me interessa
Procurando respeitar a minha individualidade
E as coisas que a galera achava tão maneiro

Eu achava tosco fumar gudang num puteiro
Meu paradeiro
Foi questionar a porra toda o tempo inteiro
Mas que pentelho

Vim lavar minha alma
Me encontrar me acalma
Assumi o conflito e enfim
Pude lidar com traumas

E se desobedecer é o que o diabo gosta
Eu vou tentar entender
E questionar respostas
Plantando merda eu fertilizei

Essas ideias que eu tenho na minha cabeça
Eu adubava a minha mente
Enquanto isso as minhas notas eram baixas pra caceta
Mas quando eu ficar famoso e for artista

Eu vou virar o orgulho da minha família
Mas tô na pista
E ainda sou um vagabundo parasita
Não pára a Zica

Me comparando com amigos
Eles tão bem sucedidos
E eu contando moedas pra ostentar um Doritos
Mas o som é o meu motivo

E vivo sincero comigo
Com companhia a gente curte
Mesmo quando está fudido
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Agricultor de Merda Lyrics – English Translation

If we reap what he planted
I must be a beautiful sh#t of a farmer
And this problem began
When I saw that I did not understand anything that my teacher

Say
And listen to my sound was all I
I wanted
A lot of equation f#cking with my day

And guess what?
I never used this f#cking in my day-to-day
Agony
I never did what they imposed me

I never planted what they wanted me to plant
I’ve been learning what interests me
Seeking to respect my individuality
And the things that the galera thought so cool

I thought it was rough smoking gudang in a wh#re
My whereabouts
It was questioning the f#ck all full time
But what a pentelho

I came to wash my soul
Find me calm me
I assumed the conflict and finally
I could handle trauma

And if you disobey it is what the devil likes
I’ll try to understand
And question answers
Planting sh#t I fertilized

These ideas I have in my head
I adubited my mind
Meanwhile my grades were low for the caceta
But when I stay famous and for an artist

I’m going to become the pride of my family.
But I’m on the track.
And I’m still a parasite bum
Do not stop zica

Comparing me with friends
They so successful
And I counting coins to sport a domitos
But the sound is my motive.

And live sincere with me
With company we enjoy
Even when you’re f#cked
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Meu Funeral Lyrics – Agricultor de Merda

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From the album:
MODO FUFU (Ao Vivo) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021