For those unawares, Jozeemo hails from East Durham, North Carolina. You may have heard of him as a member of the Hip Hop collective The Justus League, which currently houses artists such as Little Brother, Khrysis and Joe Scudda, among (many) others. Simply put, if this is your first introduction to this NC emcee, be prepared for one of the most gulliest gangsta LPs going.

Cry Now L.A.F. Later kicks off guns-a-blazin' with a track of the same name. The song showcases Jozeemo's surprisingly ferocious rhyming style: "This rap shit, I'm past it, the bastard of an artist/The beat fucked my mother, so I came out retarded/The flow is like caine, it was lined up and snorted/The mic was strong arm, fuck it, I couldn't afford it/We all in together now, all for the chedda now/Started out raw, I'm still raw with a better style/"

The gun talk continues predictably on the "2 Gunz Up," which has Jozeemo switching up his flow - something of a rarity these days - to the energetic beat. Unfortunately, things start to drag a little bit, as "Problems" sounds like a slower version of the intro drag, and "Gangstas" features the number one contender for most obnoxious sample of all time.

By the time you hit "I'm That Nigga," it becomes clear that the subject matter won't switch up much, if it all. Its guns and drugs from here on out, with the exception of "Ya Hear Me," in which Jozeemo decides to drop some knowledge about the costs of such a lifestyle. There's a treat in a Little Brother feature on "Lose It," but for the most part the features on this album are simply unbearable, and don't bring anything to the table.

The production on Cry Now L.A.F. Later is, for the most part, pretty solid. "Ya Hear Me" and "Didn't Wanna Leave" are the standouts, though tracks like "Gangstas" and "Who We Are" are simply irritating. The production is overall a selling point for the album, though it's not likely to turn any heads.

You know why emcees like Raekwon and Scarface get respect? It's not because of some glorified idea of being thugs, gangstas, OGs and the like; no, dudes like that get respect because they can rap about that street shit in continuously in a refreshing manner. The shit rarely gets old. Those kinds of emcees convince you that they live what's in their songs by virtue of their lyricism and ability to paint a portrait of a life of crime.

While it's certainly unfair to expect Only Built 4 Cuban Linx every time out, an emcee shouldn't have to remind you in almost every single song that he's a badass by shouting it in your ear - you should already know it. This is where Cry Now L.A.F. Later falters - Jozeemo isn't a capable enough emcee to warrant the over-the-top gangsterisms and drug talk. And who can blame him? Very few emcees have been able to continuously cover the same subject matter and still be captivating. That isn't to say that Jozeemo is wack; rather, it's just an indicator that he would benefit greatly from varying the subject matter.