"A Letter from Sullee J: The Importance of Gratitude"

"A Letter from Sullee J: The Importance of Gratitude"

Were you grateful for being able to sleep last night? Are you grateful for waking up today? Do you have both arms, both hands and both legs? Do you have vision, whether it is 20/20 or not? Do you have someone who loves you; parents, siblings or friends? Do you have a roof over your head? Do you eat until you’re full? Have you sat down for a minute and actually thought about what you had, instead of what you didn't? Do you realize, even if you have one of the things I just listed above, you are blessed? Are you forgetful of what has been given to you? Have you become so use to these things that you need to have them taken away in order to realize? Did you say thank you to the last person who helped you? Do you love the person who loves you back, just as much? Are you so confident that you will live long enough to see tomorrow? I write this to you, so you can think about these things every day. Life is short, but it seems that our memory of what we have in it is even shorter.

Don't you know that happiness is a state of mind, which solely begins with 'your' attitude? Either you are negative, or you are positive. Your whole life is capable of changing with just how you perceive your surroundings. No one in this life will have everything they "want", but if they learn to see, they will see they have what they need already. People want a million dollars, so they pray for it. Did you ever think you might already have the million dollars? What if that million dollars was in the form of something else, like a mother? Someone who loves you? Paper isn't the only asset. This is what I mean, we have things of value which are worth more than anything in this world, but we don't ever notice it until it's gone. I had a friend who lost their mother, and they told me "I would always be so angry and do things just to make her mad, and the next thing you know, she was gone". Would you really want regret like that in your life? Be grateful while you have it, and be grateful for having the chance of having it.

The beauty of saying 'thank you' is that it takes little time, but the effect lasts a life time. Just as we should be grateful for what we have, we should be grateful for what we don't. If you believe in God, than you believe what we don't have is only for our own betterment. No one knows us better than the one who made us. You must learn to believe in your creator, without doubting his reasoning. Sometimes what we don't have is a way of having something in itself. Like they say, 'a prayer unanswered, is still a prayer answered.' When you pray, you should say thanks for the things you have first. Thank God, thank your family, your friends, your neighbors and anybody who's been there for you and with you through thick and thin. Most people may not realize it, but gratitude is a form of charity itself. Not only should you appreciate the people who come in your life, but also the ones who leave your life. Every single thing has a purpose or lesson behind it in life. Life remains teaching us, so we shall remain learning from it. 

With that being said, you should never not be thankful, because you can never be too grateful. Learn to be tolerant, be accepting, be positive, and be appreciative. Remember that, the first step to being great is to be grateful. We work hard every day to reach our goals, dreams or even the next promotion at work. Although, once we get there, we sometimes let our ego step in and change how we think. We cannot allow ourselves to get ahead of ourselves that is exactly how we lose. You see how everything correlates with being grateful. If we cannot display gratitude or be thankful for our blessings, than slowly we will stop having the things we should be saying thank you for.

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'For some people, enough is never enough. For others, it is just enough.' - Sullee J.

'I’m Thankful…' By: Sullee J

I’m thankful for the ones that love me

The ones that hate me

The ones that I call friends

And the ones that tried to play me

I’m thankful for the ones that need me

The ones that want me

The ones that try and please me

So later they can come back to haunt me

I'm thankful for the pain and the laughter

If it wasn't for the rain

I wouldn't have known how to keep a straight face after

I’m thankful for being alive,

I’m thankful for having a reason to survive

I’m thankful for making it out of hell

Because at one point, I was feenin' to die

I’m thankful for my enemies,

They taught me who's real, which helped better me

I’m thankful for this life

And every day that it lets me be

I’m thankful for love and the

Lessons it showed me      

I’m thankful in general

For what's above, and what's below me
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S.U.L.L.E.E. J. (Society's Undisputed Liberated Lyricist Expressing & Exemplifying Justice)
www.officialsulleej.com

What does the world think of me?

What does the world think of me? 

By  Sullee J

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Ima do what I do without the care of your view

Cuz I'm me

I'm me without he or she, cuz only I create me

I blame me, only I can hate me, I love me, n only I can call myself ugly

I don't need the people to tell me how to feel or when to feel it

I’ll cry, and I’ll laugh, whenever those emotions are needed

I wear what I want; I make friends when I choose to

I'm there when I need to be, I don't care what you tell me to choose dude

We’re on two different levels, I'm high you’re low

I'm high because I chose to succeed, and you still too real to grow

What does the world think of me?

I don't know, leave my mind alone

I wanna spend time at home, far away, so every rhyme

N next line I combine, comes out without a crying tone

What the world thinks of me?

I don't care, I swear

I use to, then I learned to dare

Learned to risk, I learned to be aware

I learned to put my index down

Cuz peace was never there

(Hah) yea, you know I don't care

What the world thinks of me?

It hates me; it can't wait to take me

I rebel on purpose, so I can piss it off, guess I'm crazy

Or just an outcast, they say if you don't conform

To societies norms,

You’ll be out, fast!

But I chose to be me, I don't wanna be you

Or look like them, I just wanna be true

At least to myself, I don't care what they think

I shouldn't, when I did, every week I was in hell

Blank stares at the shrink

Never cared about status, or too much paper

But I guess I'm above average, got too much haters

So what the world thinks of me?

I could care less

I DO WHAT I DO FOR MYSELF, NO NEED

TO REPEAT THEIR STEPS

I follow my heart so I can lead the rest

Pump that beat up, til its beat, beats me to death

No I don't preach or speak just to be the ref

I teach, first to understand, second so we can each make peace

And cease the mess

I stare at your hearts; I don't care for your dark

We each got mistakes, and it shouldn't be fair if we sit here

N compare how sharp

But, as long as we learn though, we should learn to move on

The past becomes our surface, and the future lets us know who's gone

So keep your friends close, but your enemies closer

Cuz they tell u what’s up, when your friends act like they don't know ya

See what I mean, when I say I don't care when the world stares

Everybody out here tryina cop a piece or share, until they can get over there

But the green grass was never greener; the other side was really impaired

Blindness deep in your mind tryina find repair

Never did u want it, u were just caught in the air

So, don't let the world choose your destiny,

Cuz they'll hold you back, all alone, as long as

They can't find their own remedy

So, in order to snatch the throne, you must

Craft your own energy

With that being said,

What the world thinks of you?

Tell that thought to go rest in peace!

Peace!

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S.U.L.L.E.E. J. (Society's Undisputed Liberated Lyricist Expressing & Exemplifying Justice)

www.officialsulleej.com

The Motive of Money

The Motive of Money

By Sullee J

See, Money is the ruler

The guap, The user, 

The revealer of true nature

The greed of a loser 

The cancer which diffuses the minds

The confuser, 

The illusion, The abuser

The fantasy made to make believe and

pollute us

See, money is great, but money is awful

Money is used for good, but also the unlawful

I thought my heart was enough,

but I guess money is more than what's thoughtful 

Money makes the world go round

Money makes my girl profound

Money made me frown, but put a smile

On the faces of everyone else around

It's money, that made these friend's come back around

See, money is treason, the treacherous 

Devil intrigued reason, 

For those who worship the dollar! 

Never even sought meaning

Or gave thought to believing 

And so they became lost in there own grieving 

Tortured souls, caught in the deceiving 

Enemies of self, and God to you, looks so demeaning

Those who betray there own blood

for two cents and a pot to pee in

I heard money talks odd

But money never walked even

But if, money was class

We would all attend the teaching

Some folks die for the bill

I swear, you won't believe it

Brainwashed the minds and 

Infiltrate with adhesives

People do anything for that green

Even knock they own fetus

Wealth-less, see it makes you helpless

But too much wealth I heard, made u selfless 

What have you conquered with paper

Besides the arrogance and demise of your own vapors

Oh your hard? Your so G?

You got dough? You sold keys?

Oh you played that woman? 

Ain't that the mother of your seed

Oh you robbed that dude?

Wasn't he your brother before you broke free

Check my dude, Check my blood

Check G, I cant respect your grudge

Your greed fills and infects with lust

Builds to perfect 

The imperfection of your spell my cuz

Listen, Im not trying to degrade you or insult, 

I know we need money,

But the love for it has made you impulse

The love for money has made you hate many,

Take plenty and act funny, 

Real fake dunny

The love devoured your minds, 

And made you straight dummies 

The richest are snitches, beyond cowards

They contemplate cruddy

Oh you mad now, because I talk at your treble 

Dumbed down a few words

And made you understand your own level

Don't apologize to me, I never conquered your mind G

I gave you the truth, this is your reality

See, money made you weak, money made you leave

Your own family for a little less bliss, then relief

Believe me or not, but if your feeling my words

You once sold your soul, and now 

You regret your appearance because its clearer, it hurts (I know)

See, it's your love for the thirst of this devils curse

Which provoked your mind, to inherit the worst

And for this, thou shall be reversed and dug beneath

'his owned', but never his own earth!

For your possessions are but,

Hilarious! A joke!

Money gave you an illusion of power

When, inside you were still broke

It is a sense of pride and increased ego

Money was invented to divide and deprive the ditzy people 

The hunger for a piece of paper 

Never helped win over peace, 

Instead it decreased the chances, 

And even corrupted the chief of police,

The good father, The house wife, 

The children who stole from their own siblings 

For a little ounce, like 

Damn, don't you get it

Money is a false remedy

The two faced, printed 

To dissolve our own energy

To withdraw from within, our flaws

And deceive our own identities

Money is our best friend

But, money's our worst enemy!

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S.U.L.L.E.E. J. (Society's Undisputed Liberated Lyricist Expressing & Exemplifying Justice)

www.officialsulleej.com