James Blake began his final year at Goldsmiths in September 2009 studying popular music while recording songs in his bedroom. In July 2009, he attended the Latymer School and released his debut single "Air and Lack Thereof" on Hemlock Audio. It was a firm favorite with Gilles Peterson from BBC Radio 1, and Blake was invited to do a special mix on Peterson's worldwide show, which included an exclusive Mount Kimbie track.
Blake released his debut EP The Bells Sketch on 8 March 2010 on Hessle Audio, followed soon after by CMYK on 31 May 2010 and Klavierwerke on 10 October 2010, both on R&S Records. All three EPs were met with significant critical acclaim: BBC's Nick Grimshaw chose CMYK as his Record of the Week, the title track of CMYK was ranked 24th on Frontier Psychiatrist's top 40 songs of the year, and all three of Blake's 2010 EPs were collectively ranked 8th on Pitchfork's top 50 albums of 2010.
On 4 February 2011, Blake released his self-titled debut LP, James Blake, via ATLAS and A&M. Three singles were released for the album: "Limit to Your Love," "The Wilhelm Scream," and "Lindisfarne"/"Unluck". The album was very well-received by critics: on 29 September 2010, BBC's Zane Lowe made "Limit To Your Love" his "Hottest Record in the World," Pitchfork awarded the album Best New Music and ranked it the 12th best album of 2011 on their year-end list, and it was nominated for the 2011 Mercury Prize.
On 7 October 2011, Blake released his fourth EP, Enough Thunder, via ATLAS and A&M. Two singles were released for the EP: "Fall Creek Boys Choir," a collaboration between Blake and Bon Iver, and "A Case of You," a cover of Joni Mitchell. On 12 December 2011, Blake released another EP through R&S, Love What Happened Here.
Frozen
james blake Lyrics
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They tell me I'm too hard to find
Tell me, am I?
How can that be true if you're mine?
Hoping I'll be chosen
Body so still, you'd think that I'd been frozen
You'd think that I'd been frozen
Yeah, hypothermia, my hyperbole
Feel like Serbia, I shot Hercules
I'm a murderer, dirty thirty
I can make it dirtier, urgent surgery
Or Hershey Hearse
.50 cal in the Virgil murse
Fifty thou', that's a turtle verse
When I get around if I find the time
I ain't even leaving now but (I'm busy now)
A typical day, a temperature drop
I flick on the tube, a bitch-ass cop
Gripping the tool but we ain't watching Home Improvement
Co GV my influence has brought the fumes in
Writing my woes in the kite through the institution
Fighting the cold, he got life, but he twenty-two, shit
Twenty-two below, only 2-1 cells
Six by eight, forty-eight square feet, give or take, that's bleak
They tried to tell me choose that or the street
Or you be dead, or something stupid, I don't know what they had said
Text a nigga, what came first, the chicken or the egg?
Fuck I care unless you splittin' a thigh or a leg
Kool-aid red, it's snowin' on the bluff and Boulder Crest
Lift a pole North at your nose and open gifts
Check a nigga temperature froze
Blood tricklin', melt in the snow
I'm numb so I've never felt it before
I'm alright
I feel it all
Think that I'd been frozen
Yes, I'm alright
Just complacent
Think that I'd been frozen
Lately, I been feeling like I might have lost my mind
Only thing that I got in this life is time, the bottom line is
Ain't nothin' worse than time with an idle mind, yeah, uh
Don't talk to me crazy like I ain't that, uh, yeah
Still watching my pockets like they ain't fat, uh, yeah
Still calling me crazy, but when in fact
I got my hand on the gat, the other on rap
Before 'Rona, was wearing masks
Me and JID brought James to Atlanta
Took him to JJ's and had him turnt by the end of the day
End up hitting a lick for two nights and then went to the bank
Stop by the Texaco on Brusher, shawty, shot up the tank
I looked at it and sped, he didn't catch his gun in the air
Then he ended my life and shot JID in the back of his head
He killed his both, or did he do it? Maybe, I'm the one who had the gun
And maybe I made it up
Ok, maybe you're right, I am crazy, I'm sorry
Or maybe I'm not
Maybe I'm just adolescence that's made in a box
Go bang at the park in Atlanta, staying in the pot
And I'll kill you, fuck if I'm famous or not (crazy)
And I'm feelin' all like frostbite, feet in the snow
Now Hotlanta don't feel so hot anymore
Now I'm frozen, neck frozen, my girl bad, my sex frozen
Neck open, ice in my lungs now, too far from the sun now (think that I'd been frozen)
Yeah
Yes, I'm alright
Just complacent
Think that I'd been frozen
The song "Frozen" by James Blake, JID, and Swavay, speaks to a state of mind where someone is dealing with mental and emotional challenges that have left them feeling numb and isolated. The lyrics express the singer’s feelings of confusion and detachment from the people around them. The phrase "Happy losing all of my mind" seems to suggest that the singer is reconciled to their situation and finds some form of satisfaction in it. However, the second sentence “They tell me I'm too hard to find/Tell me, am I? How can that be true if you're mine?" reveals the disparity between the singer and the people around them. They believe that they are owned by someone or something which lends some semblance of meaning to their life.
The second verse mentions hypothermia, hyperbole, Serbia, Hercules, murder, dirty thirty, urgent surgery, etc. The song takes a dark turn and describes situations of violence and death, perhaps highlighting the danger and precariousness of the world. The lyrics “Fifty thou', that's a turtle verse/When I get around if I find the time/I ain't even leaving now but” hints at the balance between a desire for wealth and a sense of detachment from the world. The third verse describes feeling numb and frozen; the city that used to be hot and lively now feels cold and lifeless.
The chorus repeats the phrase “Yes, I'm alright/Just complacent/Think that I'd been frozen.” It closes the song on an unresolved note, as the singer has not found a solution to their feelings and is trapped in a state of numbness and emotional isolation.
Line by Line Meaning
Happy losing all of my mind
I'm content with losing my sanity
They tell me I'm too hard to find
People say I'm difficult to locate or understand
Tell me, am I?
Asking if there's any truth to what people say about them
How can that be true if you're mine?
Asking how people's statements can be valid if the person singing the song belongs to someone else
Hoping I'll be chosen
Wishing to be selected or recognized
Body so still, you'd think that I'd been frozen
Their body is motionless, resembling being frozen
You'd think that I'd been frozen
Reiterating that they feel like their body is stuck in place
Yeah, hypothermia, my hyperbole
Comparing their exaggerations to the severity of hypothermia
Feel like Serbia, I shot Hercules
Feeling like a conqueror, similar to what Serbia and Hercules represent
I'm a murderer, dirty thirty
Labeling themselves as a killer and emphasizing their age of thirty
I can make it dirtier, urgent surgery
Suggesting they can make their situation worse, similar to a medical emergency
Or Hershey Hearse
A play on words, suggesting their funeral procession will resemble a chocolate bar
.50 cal in the Virgil murse
Describing carrying a high caliber gun in a designer bag
Fifty thou', that's a turtle verse
Referring to receiving $50,000 for a rap verse as a slow-moving, steady income
When I get around if I find the time
Implying they're too busy or important to acknowledge others unless they have time to spare
I ain't even leaving now but (I'm busy now)
Stating they're occupied and unavailable, even if they're not physically leaving
A typical day, a temperature drop
Describing a common occurrence of the temperature lowering during a day
I flick on the tube, a bitch-ass cop
Turning on the television to see a derogatory portrayal of a police officer
Gripping the tool but we ain't watching Home Improvement
Holding a weapon, but not tuning in to a sitcom about home renovation
Co GV my influence has brought the fumes in
Attributing their style of music and presence to bringing energy and excitement
Writing my woes in the kite through the institution
Expressing their struggles and feelings through a letter while institutionalized
Fighting the cold, he got life, but he twenty-two, shit
Dealing with the chilling conditions while imprisoned for life at the age of twenty-two
Twenty-two below, only 2-1 cells
Being confined to a small, cold cell while also experiencing two degrees below freezing
Six by eight, forty-eight square feet, give or take, that's bleak
Describing the cramped, bleak living conditions of a prison cell
They tried to tell me choose that or the street
Being pressured to choose between going to prison or living life on the streets
Or you be dead, or something stupid, I don't know what they had said
Being threatened without understanding the reasoning or logic behind it
Text a nigga, what came first, the chicken or the egg?
Receiving meaningless questions or inquiries via text message
Fuck I care unless you splittin' a thigh or a leg
Disregarding the question unless it pertains to physical consumption
Kool-aid red, it's snowin' on the bluff and Boulder Crest
Describing the red hue of blood in contrast to snow falling in specific locations
Lift a pole North at your nose and open gifts
Pointing a gun at someone's nose and forcing them to open presents
Check a nigga temperature froze
Examining someone's state of being and realizing they're numb or frozen
Blood tricklin', melt in the snow
Blood is leaking and mixing with the melting snow
I'm numb so I've never felt it before
Being desensitized and numb to violence and harm towards others
Yes, I'm alright
Stating they're doing okay
I feel it all
Despite stating they're fine, they can still feel everything
Think that I'd been frozen
Associating their emotional state with the physical feeling of being frozen
Just complacent
Being content with their current circumstances and state of mind
Lately, I been feeling like I might have lost my mind
Experiencing uncertain or unstable mental health
Only thing that I got in this life is time, the bottom line is
The only thing they have is time and that's clear and straightforward
Ain't nothin' worse than time with an idle mind, yeah, uh
Believing there's nothing more detrimental than losing focus and keeping a blank mind
Don't talk to me crazy like I ain't that, uh, yeah
Demanding respect and not tolerating belittlement
Still watching my pockets like they ain't fat, uh, yeah
Being aware of their finances and not taking their wealth for granted
Still calling me crazy, but when in fact
Despite being viewed as unstable, there's evidence to suggest they're fine
I got my hand on the gat, the other on rap
Juggling both music and criminal activity at once, holding a gun and writing rhymes
Before 'Rona, was wearing masks
Referring to wearing masks before the COVID-19 pandemic
Me and JID brought James to Atlanta
Traveling to Atlanta with fellow musicians JID and James Blake
Took him to JJ's and had him turnt by the end of the day
Introducing James Blake to a club called JJ's and having fun together
End up hitting a lick for two nights and then went to the bank
Robbing a place for two consecutive nights and then cashing in
Stop by the Texaco on Brusher, shawty, shot up the tank
Stopping at a gas station and shooting the fuel tank with a female companion
I looked at it and sped, he didn't catch his gun in the air
Witnessing someone who was not ready or quick enough to defend themselves
Then he ended my life and shot JID in the back of his head
Being killed along with JID by someone they encountered
He killed his both, or did he do it? Maybe, I'm the one who had the gun
Reconsidering who was responsible for the death, questioning their own guilt
And maybe I made it up
Considering the possibility that the entire scenario was fabricated or imagined
Ok, maybe you're right, I am crazy, I'm sorry
Apologizing for any erratic behavior or thoughts
Or maybe I'm not
Asserting that they're not sure if they're actually crazy or not
Maybe I'm just adolescence that's made in a box
Recognizing the possibility that they're still growing and developing in a constrained environment
Go bang at the park in Atlanta, staying in the pot
Going to a park in Atlanta to shoot a gun and staying out of trouble
And I'll kill you, fuck if I'm famous or not (crazy)
Threatening harm to anyone, regardless of their own fame or notoriety
And I'm feelin' all like frostbite, feet in the snow
Experiencing emotions or sensations that resemble frostbite while standing in the snow
Now Hotlanta don't feel so hot anymore
Feeling isolated and cold in a city that is typically associated with warmth and excitement
Now I'm frozen, neck frozen, my girl bad, my sex frozen
Feeling stagnant and stuck in life, including in relationships and sexual encounters
Neck open, ice in my lungs now, too far from the sun now (think that I'd been frozen)
Feeling like their neck is exposed and vulnerable and experiencing a sense of emptiness and distance from positivity
Think that I'd been frozen
Reiterating the theme of feeling stuck and stagnant
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: James Blake Litherland, Destin Choice Route, Andre Jones
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@marty9810
I've been losing all of my mind
They tell me I'm too hard to find
Tell me, am I?
How can that be true if you're mine?
Hoping I'll be chosen
Body's so stooped, you'd think that I'd been frozen
You'd think that I'd been frozen
You'd think that I'd been
Huh, yeah, hypothermia, my hyperbole
Feel like Serbia, I shot Hercules
I'm a murderer
Dirty-thirty, I can make it dirtier
Urgent surgery or Hershey hearse
50-cal in the Virgil murse
50 thou', that's a turtle verse
When I get around (when I get around)
If I find the time, I ain't busy now but (busy now)
A typical day, a temperature drop
A flick on a tool, a bitch ass cop
Grippin' a tool, but we ain't watchin' Home Improvement
Cole -JID vid, my influences bought the views in
Writin' my woes, send a kite through the institution
Fighting a cold, he got life, but he 22, shit
22 below, only two-one, sell six buy eight
48 square feet
Give or take, that's weak
They tried to tell me, "Choose that or the street"
Or you be dead or somethin' stupid
I don't know what the Head said
Test a nigga, what came first, the chicken or the egg?
Fuck I care, unless who's splitting the thigh or a leg?
Kool-Aid red, there's no one on the bluff and Bouldercrest
Lift the pole north, that your nose and open gifts
Check a nigga temperature froze
Blood tricklin', meltin' the snow
I'm numb so I never felt it before
By my wall I, I feel it all
(You'd think that I'd been frozen)
Yes, I won't lie, just come closer
(You'd think that I'd been frozen)
Lately, I've been feeling like I might've lost my mind
Only thing that I got in this life is time
The bottom line ain't nothin' worse than time with an idle mind (yeah, uh)
They talk to me crazy like I ain't that (uh, yeah)
Still watching my pockets like they ain't fat (yh, yeah)
Stop calling me crazy, but when in fact
I got my hand on the gat the other on rap, before 'rona was wearin' mask
Me and JID brought James to Atlanta
Took him to JJ's and had him turnt by the end of the day
End up hittin' the lick for two nights and then went to the banks
Stop by the Texaco on Gresham, shawty shot up the tank
I looked at in the spell, he didn't catch his gun in the air
Then he ended my life and shot JID in the back of his head
He killed us both, but did he do it?
Maybe I'm the one who had the gun?
Or maybe I made it up?
Okay, maybe you're right, I am crazy, I'm sorry
Or maybe I'm not?
Maybe I'm just adolescence that's made in a box? (By my wall I)
Cobain with the park in Atlanta, stayed in the park
And I'll kill you, fuck if I'm famous and not crazy
An' I'm feelin' all by frostbite, feet in the snow
Now Hotlanta don't feel so hot anymore (I feel it all)
Now I'm frozen, neck frozen
My girl bad, my sex frozen, neck open (you'd think that I'd been frozen)
Ice in my lungs now
Too far from the sun now, yeah
Yes, I won't lie, just come closer
You'd think that I'd been frozen
@CRzyHDedJHny
Jid flows too good, he got me listening to artists I've never heard before just for the feature
@parkertaylor7108
Yeah he’s incredible. I do recommend you listen to James Blake though, his music is beautiful and his voice is crazy good. He also has a song with Travis that ones a banger. Swavay is really good too
@TB-sh5bh
Gotta love the way they flow
@junkyvision713
Lol nah James Blake gets this credit.. take a look at JB track record. Not the last 2 projects where he tapped into hip hop. Rap been taking from JB for years literally. Even before you heard Kanye Sample him or any main stream artist on a collab with him. Nothing against JiD this shit was perfect. But put some respect on JB name
@CRzyHDedJHny
@@junkyvision713 aight
@razorwireclouds5708
I first heard of Blake in 2011 randomly on some hispter radio station in Romania where I'm from.
Then I found out he produced Kendrick's "Element", worked with Jay Z, Drake, Bon Iver, Jay Rock, etc.
The guy's a musical genius, tbh.
@Goldentongue2002
This song is a complete art piece and should be put in a museum
@kristopherchandler8034
YOU SAID THAT PERFECTLY
@EliasBac
I Strongly agree. Masterpiece !
@popeyesatl2858
JID always sounds like that one overpowered anime antagonist only using 1% of his power