Native of Southside Chicago, but raised on the infamous East Durham streets… Read Full Bio ↴Native of Southside Chicago, but raised on the infamous East Durham streets Jozeemo, with the alias of Joe Murda, is all about his music and completely armed and ready to take over the music industry. He is quick to let anyone know about his hustle, his struggle, and his life on the block. Street life is real and dangerous and I am giving the world a warning through my songs.-Jozeemo Living true to the code of the streets and confronting incidents beyond his control, he used these elements to develop his ingenious lyrical talent. After spending 13 years tossing rhymes for fun; he decided to get serious and hasn't looked back since! He began as a freestyle champion thirteen weeks straight on K 97.5 where he ripped and tore emcees apart to retire as CHAMPION! Immediately immersing him into the North Carolina Hip Hop scene working with several underground artist, producers, companies, and promoters, he became the most wanted artist on the scene. Forming his crew LOB (Living on Barnes), an actual street in East Durham where he and his crew held everything down, he began to reach larger audiences and has performed for the fans of national recoding artist Big Tymers, Mystical, Nature, and Ghostface. Collaborating with such underground legends as Nature, production from 9th Wonder of Little Brother, and Ski of Now City, which both have done astronomical productions on Jay Z albums, built a Jozeemo momentum like none other! In the high of all the underground exposure, as well as, hitting a commercial buzz, Jozeemos streets, that he called his home, finally caught up with him. For the last two years, he was incarcerated in a federal prison for possession of a firearm by a convicted felon. Now after a long vacation, he is finally free and has instantaneously picked up where he left off. Consistently continuing to massively produce track after track and working around the clock to wrap up, the third and last volume of his series of Block Huggerz Mixtapes, Block Huggerz has ultimately become a Bull City must have! In addition, he has worked with Evidence of Dialated Peoples and Joe Scudda and will be featured in Joe Scuddas next album. Presently, Jozeemo is working on independently distributing his follow up album to Greazy, and sharing with Carolina and the world, a an entire new side of Jozeemo or Joe Murda. Either way, there is no ear that will not be indulging in the up and coming album, L.A.F.. It is obvious that this artist is more than ready to bring North Carolina Hip Hop to the fore fronts and without a doubt, his fans have been patiently waiting to see what other bombshells Jozeemo will detonate to their ears.

Lose It
Jozeemo Lyrics

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I got chickens looking at me from the left and the right
They wanna be wife, all I want is head for the night
See I'm dressed kinda tight but I'm sweating out my clothes
Cause I'm hot and I'm sick and damn tired of these shows
Let me stop lying, I love being in the light
Cause I know the crowd waiting just for me to get it hype
All I'm needing is a mic and a bag of that sticky
Couple drinks got me feeling like a badass niggy

Wanna dive off stage but I weigh two-fifty
I ain't fucking up my threads cause I'm way too jiggy
Hit me, I'm a be up in the back where the woods at
Wanna tour every city, find out where their hood's at
I don't need a hood rat, fame gave me booshie ass
And she got girlfriends, now I'm playing booty tag
You can brag, Jo' keep it moving with a smile
I'm losing my mind, but at least a nigga lose it in his style

Now throw your hands up and "lose it"
Turn your bottles up and "lose it"
Spark the kush up and "lose it"
Turn the music up and "lose it"
I'm out of my zone, I'm out of Patron
I know I'm bout "lose it", I'm out of my dome
Now throw your hands up and "lose it"
Turn your bottles up and "lose it"
Spark the kush up and "lose it"
Turn the music up and "lose it"
I'm going insane, it's part of the game
A nigga bout to "lose it", I know it's the fame

Uh, it ain't nothing like being on centre stage with all
The people screaming while me and my niggas is facing off
Go to your corner homie, you gon' need the taping guards
No scratch that nigga, you gon' need the grace of God
When we finish tonight, you won't want to face tomorrow
The rap, the bling, the cake, yeah we take 'em all
Cause err'night, them boys they bust asses
On stage they don't play +fare+ like +bus passes+
I'm Phontigallo, Master of Ceremony
Master of simile and master of metaphor
So you might as well get used to me amigo
Tigallo Tarantino, top +Dog+ in your +Reservoir+
I wrote this to give niggas direction
I eff Gary Graham so that I don't have to play him
I'm on my way home way past third base
When you see 'Te face, keep stepping to the ace

Check, I play the side, Pooh cooler than the mud
White T, low pro, asking who he was
My, drink another, now I'm buzz
Cooler than a fan, nobody do it like we does
I'm mic handling, send niggas scrambling
Rapper Pooh hammering, crazy like Cameron
I'm outstanding whenever I dictate
Words over beats, fuck niggas better get straight
Get great, take plates, eating steak again
Can't wait, back to serve, I'm the baker man
Rock shows, rock hoes, why you hating Stan?
Thought I said ain't nobody like me
Live on stage like Dilated P
No more freestyling, now I rap for a fee

LS 400 or I'm low in a Capri
Either way it go, your girl came to see me!

Overall Meaning

In "Lose It," Jozeemo talks about the highs and lows of fame, the insatiable desire for attention, and the struggles of maintaining the balance between success and sanity. Jozeemo describes feeling the pressure of being in the limelight and the desire to have control over his own life, as he deals with the constant need for attention from others. He gamely admits that while being in the public eye has its perks, it also comes with a set of challenges including loss of privacy and the desire for instant gratification. The song's chorus expresses this message quite effectively as it encourages listeners to "lose it" a metaphor for letting their guards down, giving in to their urges, and enjoying the moment.

Throughout the verses, Jozeemo raps about the enticements of fame while acknowledging the mental and physical cost of living the high life. His lyrics paint a vivid picture of a restless artist struggling to maintain balance in his life despite the temptations of drugs, partying, and sex. In one instance, Jozeemo talks about the joy of performing and feeling the attention from the waiting crowd but also the physical toll of being on stage for long hours, sweating out his clothes, and the desire to take drugs to keep up the momentum.

In the second verse, Phontigallo and Rapper Pooh join Jozeemo rapping about their experiences and struggles in the music industry. Together they lyrically express the excitement and thrill of performing live while also highlighting the challenges of being a successful artist. They reveal the truth about being on tour, meeting new people, and partying every night while trying to maintain their professional image. In conclusion, "Lose It" provides listeners with an accurate view of the realities of fame and the challenges that come with it.

Line by Line Meaning

I got chickens looking at me from the left and the right
People are watching me from all directions

They wanna be wife, all I want is head for the night
People want to settle down with me, but I just want a one-night stand

See I'm dressed kinda tight but I'm sweating out my clothes
I'm wearing tight clothes and sweating because I'm hot and exhausted from performing

Cause I'm hot and I'm sick and damn tired of these shows
I'm exhausted from performing and tired of touring

Let me stop lying, I love being in the light
I actually enjoy being in the spotlight

Cause I know the crowd waiting just for me to get it hype
The audience is waiting for me to perform and get them excited

All I'm needing is a mic and a bag of that sticky
All I need is a microphone and some marijuana

Couple drinks got me feeling like a badass niggy
I feel confident and powerful after having a few drinks

Wanna dive off stage but I weigh two-fifty
I want to jump off the stage, but I'm too heavy

I ain't fucking up my threads cause I'm way too jiggy
I'm not going to damage my clothes because I'm too stylish

Hit me, I'm a be up in the back where the woods at
Meet me in the back where the trees are

Wanna tour every city, find out where their hood's at
I want to visit every city and learn about their neighborhoods

I don't need a hood rat, fame gave me booshie ass
I don't want to date someone from the ghetto, my fame gave me high standards

And she got girlfriends, now I'm playing booty tag
She has friends and now I'm hooking up with all of them

You can brag, Jo' keep it moving with a smile
You can talk about me, but I'll keep moving forward with a positive attitude

I'm losing my mind, but at least a nigga lose it in his style
I may be going crazy, but at least I'm doing it in a cool way

Now throw your hands up and "lose it"
Put your hands in the air and party

Turn your bottles up and "lose it"
Raise your drinks and have fun

Spark the kush up and "lose it"
Smoke marijuana and party

Turn the music up and "lose it"
Increase the volume and have fun

I'm out of my zone, I'm out of Patron
I'm drunk and out of my element

I know I'm bout "lose it", I'm out of my dome
I know I'm going crazy and losing it

A nigga bout to "lose it", I know it's the fame
I'm going to lose it because of my fame

Uh, it ain't nothing like being on centre stage with all
There's nothing like performing on stage in front of a crowd

The people screaming while me and my niggas is facing off
The audience is cheering while my friends and I are performing

Go to your corner homie, you gon' need the taping guards
Separate yourself from us, because we're going to win

No scratch that nigga, you gon' need the grace of God
Actually, you're going to need divine intervention to win

When we finish tonight, you won't want to face tomorrow
Our performance will be so good that nothing will compare to it

The rap, the bling, the cake, yeah we take 'em all
We take everything that comes with being a rapper - fame, money, and jewelry

Cause err'night, them boys they bust asses
Every night, we work hard and give our all

On stage they don't play +fare+ like +bus passes+
When we perform, we don't mess around and put on a great show

I'm Phontigallo, Master of Ceremony
My name is Phontigallo, and I'm an MC

Master of simile and master of metaphor
I'm great at using similes and metaphors in my raps

So you might as well get used to me amigo
You might as well start getting familiar with me, friend

Tigallo Tarantino, top +Dog+ in your +Reservoir+
I'm a big deal in the rap game, like a top dog in a reservoir

I wrote this to give niggas direction
I wrote this song to give other rappers guidance

I eff Gary Graham so that I don't have to play him
I kill Gary Graham in my raps so that I don't have to rap against him

I'm on my way home way past third base
I'm almost done with my rap career, like rounding third base in baseball

When you see 'Te face, keep stepping to the ace
When you see my face, you know I'm the best and you should respect me

Check, I play the side, Pooh cooler than the mud
I'm okay with being less famous than my friend Pooh, who is really cool

White T, low pro, asking who he was
I'm dressed casually and people are wondering who I am

My, drink another, now I'm buzz
I had another drink and now I'm tipsy

Cooler than a fan, nobody do it like we does
We're really cool and no one can match us

I'm mic handling, send niggas scrambling
I'm great at handling the microphone and making other rappers worried

Rapper Pooh hammering, crazy like Cameron
My friend Pooh is a great rapper and he's really wild

I'm outstanding whenever I dictate
I'm really good at rapping and leading the way

Words over beats, fuck niggas better get straight
My raps are better than anyone else's, they need to step up their game

Get great, take plates, eating steak again
Let's get better and make more money, so we can eat steak again

Can't wait, back to serve, I'm the baker man
I can't wait to get back into the rap game and make more money

Rock shows, rock hoes, why you hating Stan?
We perform well and attract a lot of women, why are you jealous?

Thought I said ain't nobody like me
I'm the best and there's no one like me

Live on stage like Dilated P
I perform on stage like the rap group Dilated Peoples

No more freestyling, now I rap for a fee
I used to rap for free, but now I charge for my performances

LS 400 or I'm low in a Capri
I have a fancy car or a cheaper one, doesn't matter

Either way it go, your girl came to see me!
Regardless of my car or level of fame, your girlfriend came to see me perform

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