BENEDICTION - Enoch Lenoir & Sensei7: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Enoch Lenoir & Sensei7

BENEDICTION

1

Hip-Hop/Rap

BENEDICTION was released on June 23, 2025 by Goat City Records & Rows Gold Records as a part of the album JUDAH: Volume 1

Song Details

AlbumJUDAH: Volume 1

Release DateJune 23, 2025

LabelGoat City Records & Rows Gold Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Enoch Lenoir

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brian Justin Lucas

Brian Justin Lucas

Songwriter

Cameron Ason Watson

Cameron Ason Watson

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Enoch Lenoir

Co-Producer

Sensei7

Producer

Lyrics

Daddy said

"Son stay inside when it pop off

Don't walk with your cousin for the drop off"

Dawg, I get it

I think I realized we are not y'all

Why'd he get got? He tipped the cops off

Aw, he trippin'

Auntie filled her lungs wit' the wrong raw

Walked out of the room like the last call

All these symptoms

And **** talkin' shit til they get lockjaw

Make me think that God set the clock wrong

All this

Ticking, talkin', trippin' and forgetting the facts

And stepping to mics

Hear static when you playin' it back

Directin' the lies

And mad if there's no praise there to back up

All the cap you talk, Mitchell & Ness in your plaque

It's a New Era, we need truth in the rap

Schools over prisons

Resources to kids in the trap

It ain't the 80's, new babies don't got they veins full of crack

But my generation cracked Fruity Loops

Internet's the pack

Pack out the van with 9 of us with 2 of us in the back

Fuck a seatbelt

All I need's a pen and a pad

Hit a city, they fuck with me, promise I'mma be back

Then I proceed to put a sermon on wax

I sell a Billy grams

It may be mid but that dub will feed me and my mans

A couple burgers and we back to plotting the plan

If we need more we dress intentions up like dapper Dan

And make friends

With every Sally and Steve to steal they parents' ends

I never said it wasn't sickening

This is the beginning of rinsing sins not worth mentioning

And God's gone judge

I'm prepared for my sentencing

But I'mma make some commas 'fore I witness it

But let my ops think different

I gave my partner 5 racks and told him please don't mention it

My peers hit the block for they shot, they Scottie Pippen'd it

My daddy made me stay inside and practice penmanship. He said

"Son stay inside when it pop off

Don't walk with your cousin for the drop off"

Dawg, I get it

I think I realized we are not y'all

Why'd he get got? He tipped the cops off

Aw, he trippin'

Auntie filled her lungs wit' the wrong raw

Walked out of the room like the last call

All these symptoms

And **** talkin' shit til they get lockjaw

Make me think that God set the clock wrong

All this ticking

All you **** keep tickin' me off

All you **** keep tickin' me off

So I'mma tell you bout it

You **** keep tickin' me off

Make me feel like you don't get it at all

"Send them to heaven 'bout it"

Yessirski

These **** irk me

That's on my jersey

Foul out then they bow down like a curtsy

**** snake and sneak with the venom

It can't hurt me

The energy you givin' don't deserve me

The word perfect

Purge any vice if it don't serve me

It's urgent we get it 'fore the curtains close early

My partner showed me what he did to make his low end

I told him you rode too clean for the money to be this dirty

But get it how you work it

To God be the verdict

Where you are is where you're from

And what you got, you must have earned it

I respect it

Just know it could get snatched at any second

He like "I'm building an empire

I got this tool as my weapon

Against a foe may it prosper

I split his life up like Severance

He put it on God

Now take it up with Him there in heaven"

I see it ain't a facade

There's nothin that I can tell him

He bettin' against the odds

This god fold seldom

I talk about it with Yah. Way I see it

If he fightin' all his demons 'til he bleed out

It's my fault if I let him

If we kick it and I only got one shot, then I Beckham

I told him "revenge is sweet, but disguises Lucifer beckoning"

He numb to it like ketamine

It's fuckin awful

I often falter myself 'fore I lay it all at an alter

Mama I fear we lost the lessons that you taught us

We copped a weapon since we peeped they marked as all as targets

They say we thugs or whatever you call it

The hate they gave fucked everyone regardless

Little ones grew up too heartless

Your children fuckin wit' our music, so they in here moshin'

I meditate, see yellow tape

Then I proceed with caution

My story written, I'm just reliving the adaptation

Meanwhile you ain't act your purpose out

You missed your casting calling

So now the story and the role you play has been a fiction

I just pray my sermon hits before the benediction

Can I get a witness?

Oh yes it's true

It hurts me more than it did before

That just don't stop me anymore

It's all going down

It's too late to figure it out

I know

I know

I've heard it all before

I've heard it all before

I've burned it all to the ground

There's only one place to turn now

I know

I know

I've heard it all before

I've heard it all before

It's all going down (I'm just praying for a shot

For a ****, aye)

It's too late to figure it out (You've already done a lot

For a ****, aye)

I know (One question that you got

From a ****, aye)

I know (Is there room at the top

For a ****, aye)

I've heard it all before (You know there ain't no stop

In a ****, aye)

I've heard it all before (I feel they tryna plot

On a ****, aye

There's gotta be more than this block

For a ****, aye

Is there room at the top

For a ****, aye)

I've burned it all to the ground (I'm just praying

For a shot for a ****, aye)

There's only one place to turn now (You've already done a lot

For a ****, aye)

I know (One question that you got

From a ****, aye)

I know (Is there room at the top

For a ****, aye)

I've heard it all before (You know there ain't no stop

In a ****, aye)

I've heard it all before (I feel they tryna plot

On a ****, aye

There's gotta be more than this block

For a ****, aye

Is there room at the top

For a ****, aye)

I'm just praying for a shot for a ****, aye

You've already done a lot for a ****, aye

One question that you got from a ****, aye

Is there room at the top for a ****, aye

You know there ain't no stop in a ****, aye

I feel they tryna plot on a ****, aye

There's gotta be more than this block for a ****, aye

Is there room at the top for a ****, aye

Written by: Brian Justin Lucas, Cameron Ason Watson

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