Read Beaux-Arts.Is Its Classy Lyrics Are Written By SCH.The official Music Video Has been Release May. 31, 2024 Day And Pre On The YouTube Channel And lyrics can be seen above here.
[Intro]
J’ai pas demandé d’aide, j’donne de mes nouvelles, p’t-être qu’il va neiger
À poil sans mon Glock, j’ai besoin d’un doc’ pour m’réanimer
La mort est gratuite si j’suis dans mon vrai, mieux vaut causer aux muets
J’préfère prendre un mur qu’battre en retraite (Han)
Quelques mecs à régler avant d’rendre des comptes
Quelques millions d’euros pour panser mes plaies
Elle fait qu’penser à moi, j’fais qu’penser au… blé (Blé)
Explanation of Intro
The song opens with SCH in a vulnerable state. He’s unarmed (“Naked without my Glock”), possibly injured (“need a doctor”), and contemplating death (“Death is free”). He prefers to fight (“take a wall”) rather than retreat. He mentions needing money (“A few million euros”) to recover, and hints at a past love (“She only thinks about me, I only think about… wheat”).
[Refrain]
Rosa, j’suis un laud-sa et puis, à la base, j’avais pas un euro
Sosa, Tony, Sosa, on t’choppe dans les villages où ça troue les panneaux
Les Beaux-Arts, c’est déjà trop tard, mes brothers ont des tâches sur les manos
Mozart, on tue comme on drague, oh (Oh)
Explanation of Refrain
The chorus introduces a series of names: “Rosa,” “Sosa,” and “Tony.” These likely represent figures from SCH’s past or associates in his criminal world. The line “Fine Arts is already too late” suggests a missed opportunity for a different path in life. “Mozart, we kill as we flirt” is a dark and contradictory image, juxtaposing beauty and violence.
[Couplet unique]
Trop d’grammes, pour qu’ce soit qu’des grammes, si on tourne en bas, tu d’vrais regarder ton back (Oh)
J’rentre en vie, j’rentre plus trop minable, faut la puissance de feu qui troue l’habitacle (Scélérat)
Costard, ils ont cru voir une star siroter un cognac accoudé au bar (Tiens)
Ces enculés m’appréciaient bien plus large quand y avait pas un rond (Non)
Attends, laisse-moi payer la note, ton corps m’appartient, laisse-moi payer la robe (Oui)
J’ai pas perdu le nord, pour l’tiers, t’aurais d’jà vendu ton âme (Mathafack)
Tout illicite, ils vont fouiller la caisse mais j’connais le jeu (Jeu)
La diff’, elle est simple, ils m’voient au milieu des cendres mais moi, j’ai vu le feu, bâtards !
Tu sais que l’affaire est longue (Pah, pah) pour te causer du problème
J’souris au radar, t’es le boss de rien du tout (Ah), j’me pointe que pour le que-chè
Explanation of Verse 1
The verse delves deeper into SCH’s criminal lifestyle. He talks about dealing large quantities of drugs (“Too many grams”), being prepared for violence (“firepower”), and living a lavish lifestyle (“Costard”). He seems bitter about those who only appreciated him when he was successful (“These bastards appreciated me much wider when there wasn’t a circle”). There’s also a sense of defiance – he claims he hasn’t lost his morals (“I haven’t lost the north”) and knows how to navigate the criminal world (“Everything is illegal, they’re going to search the box but I know the game”). The verse ends with a powerful statement: “They see me in the middle of the ashes but I saw the fire, you bastards!” This suggests he’s taking responsibility for his situation but blames others for getting him there.
[Pont]
Gros, tu joues à quoi ? J’ai tout l’stock, dehors, ça t’choque si t’es pas réveillé
Tu fais plein d’fric mais c’est en taillant des pipes, j’ai pas encore trouvé ma caisse rayée
Explanation of Bridge
The bridge introduces another character (“Gros”) and seems to be a taunt. SCH boasts about his wealth and experience (“I have all the stock… I haven’t found my box scratched yet”). He also criticizes someone for making money dishonestly (“give blowjobs”). The bridge ends with a declaration of his identity (“I’m a laud-sa” – possibly slang for “big boss”) and a celebration of his success (“boosts the savings account”).
[Refrain]
Rosa, j’suis un laud-sa (Oh), Sosa, Tony, Sosa (Tony, Sosa, oh)
Les Beaux-Arts, c’est déjà trop tard (C’est déjà trop tard, oh)
Mozart, on tue comme on drague, oh (Scélérat, han)
Rosa, j’suis un laud-sa (Oh), Sosa, Tony, Sosa (Tony, Sosa, oh)
Les Beaux-Arts, c’est déjà trop tard (C’est déjà trop tard, oh)
Mozart, on tue comme on drague, oh (Han)
Explanation of Refrain
The chorus repeats, emphasizing the themes of violence, missed opportunities, and SCH’s self-assured dominance.
Overall
Beaux Arts paints a dark and violent picture. SCH portrays himself as a hardened criminal, successful but trapped in his lifestyle. The song title “Fine Arts” suggests a longing for a different path, a life of beauty and refinement, but the lyrics make it clear that this is out of reach. The song is full of contradictions: flirting and killing, wealth and emptiness. It offers a glimpse into a world where violence is a means to an end, and success comes at a heavy price.
