Beaux-arts Lyrics in English by SCH
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Beaux-arts by SCH from French to English.
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J'ai pas demandé d'aide, j'donne de mes nouvelles, p't-être qu'il va neiger
I didn't ask for help, I'm giving an update, maybe it's going to snow
À poil sans mon Glock, j'ai besoin d'un doc' pour m'réanimer
Naked without my Glock, I need a doc' to revive me
La mort est gratuite si j'suis dans mon vrai, mieux vaut causer aux muets
Death is free if I'm being real, better to talk to the mute
J'préfère prendre un mur qu'battre en retraite
I'd rather hit a wall than retreat
Quelques mecs à régler avant d'rendre des comptes
A few guys to deal with before answering for it
Quelques millions d'euros pour panser mes plaies
A few million euros to heal my wounds
Elle fait qu'penser à moi, j'fais qu'penser aux blé
She just thinks about me, I just think about the dough
Rosa, j'suis un laud-sa et puis, à la base, j'avais pas un euro
Rosa, I'm a b*stard and originally, I didn't have a euro
Sosa, Tony, Sosa, on t'choppe dans les villages où ça troue les panneaux
Sosa, Tony, Sosa, we catch you in the villages where it pierces the signs
Les Beaux-Arts, c'est déjà trop tard
The Fine Arts, it's already too late
Mes brothers ont des les tâches sur les manos
My brothers have stains on their hands
Mozart, on tue comme on drague
Mozart, we kill like we flirt
Trop d'grammes, pour qu'ce soit qu'des grammes
Too many grams for it to be just grams
Si on tourne en bas, tu d'vrais regarder ton back
If we're hanging around, you should watch your back
J'rentre en vie, j'rentre plus trop minable
I come back alive, I don't come back too miserable anymore
Faut la puissance de feu qui troue l'habitacle
We need the firepower that pierces the passenger compartment
Costard, ils ont cru voir une star siroter un cognac accoudé au bar
In a suit, they thought they saw a star sipping a cognac leaning on the bar
Ces enculés m'appréciaient bien plus large quand y avait pas un rond
These motherf*ckers appreciated me much more when I didn't have a penny
Attends, laisse-moi payer la note
Wait, let me pay the bill
Ton corps m'appartient, laisse-moi payer la robe
Your body belongs to me, let me pay for the dress
J'ai pas perdu le nord
I haven't lost my way
Pour l'tiers, t'aurais déjà vendu ton âme
For a third, you would've already sold your soul
Tout illicite, ils vont fouiller la caisse mais j'connais le jeu
Everything illicit, they're going to search the car but I know the game
La diff', elle est simple, ils m'voient au milieu des cendres
The difference is simple, they see me in the middle of the ashes
Mais moi, j'ai vu le feu, bâtards
But me, I saw the fire, b*stards
Tu sais que l'affaire est longue pour te causer du problème
You know the business is extensive to cause you trouble
J'souris au radar, t'es le boss de rien du tout
I smile at the radar, you're the boss of nothing at all
J'me pointe que pour le que-chè
I only show up for the check
Gros, tu joues à quoi? J'ai tout l'stock
Bro, what are you playing at? I have all the stock
Dehors, ça t'choque si t'es pas réveillé
Outside, it shocks you if you're not awake
Tu fais plein d'fric mais c'est en taillant des pipes
You make a lot of money but it's by giving head
J'ai pas encore trouvé ma caisse rayée
I haven't found my scratched car yet
Rosa, j'suis un laud-sa
Rosa, I'm a b*stard
Sosa, Tony, Sosa
Sosa, Tony, Sosa
Les Beaux-Arts, c'est déjà trop tard
The Fine Arts, it's already too late
Mozart, on tue comme on drague
Mozart, we kill like we flirt
Rosa, j'suis un laud-sa
Rosa, I'm a b*stard
Sosa, Tony, Sosa
Sosa, Tony, Sosa
Les Beaux-Arts, c'est déjà trop tard
The Fine Arts, it's already too late
Mozart, on tue comme on drague
Mozart, we kill like we flirt
J'suis un laud-sa
I'm a b*stard
Ça dope le compte épargne, enfoiré
That boosts the savings account, a*shole
Fuck la hype c'est la hype
F*ck the hype, it's the hype
C'est le S enculé
It's the S, motherf*cker
On tue comme on drague
We kill like we flirt
Rosa, j'suis un laud-sa
Rosa, I'm a b*stard
Sosa, Tony, Sosa
Sosa, Tony, Sosa
Les Beaux-Arts, c'est déjà trop tard
The Fine Arts, it's already too late
Mozart, on tue comme on drague
Mozart, we kill like we flirt
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Beaux-Arts — Fine Arts
Beaux-Arts literally translates to "Fine Arts," referring to a style of architecture and art education. It's an interesting and somewhat unexpected word to find in a rap song.
In this context, SCH uses it to create a stark contrast with the gritty reality he describes. The line "Les Beaux-Arts, c'est déjà trop tard" (Fine Arts, it's already too late) suggests that a path of traditional artistic or academic pursuit is no longer an option, or perhaps never was, for him and his peers, highlighting a life lived outside conventional boundaries.
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