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Chill Factor : Phase 1

by Charles Ramsey

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Maybe you wonder am I qualified to figure I can spit a rhyme when I don’t even own a project that’s dropped yet. Of real music, I’m a prospect. So hopefully, when you listen, you’ll figure that’s what I’m all about. Whether a lyric, a rhyme, or both. I hope that each time I evoke something dope for your mind to note. Sometimes I’m conscious and serious, sometimes just the silliest guy laughing on tracks killing it. I catch cues of poolsticking. We’re all tryna sink the 8 ball in less than two minutes. It takes to develop and shine. We gotta pay dues for true living and don’t you forget it man. That’s a lesson to myself. I’m tryna stand the test of time…no minute man…roll in the sand inside the hour glass until you lose grounding of how many hours passed. It’s like that. Verse 2: Huh. They say I’m dope, just like crack, but I don’t keep you fiending like that demon man, I’m more like a nice sac. You light that and feel the buzz when you need it. When it’s appropriate at your convenience. It’s a clearing sale going on. And to the whack, liquidation is claiming your name ain’t it. How you proclaiming you ill when your rhymes bore me like looking at the window pane when it’s raining outside. Swear I’m so tired of hearing the same ol’ dumbed down got my two thumbs down. Frowns on my face, cause everybody claiming their king half the time don’t even know what that means (me included) Everybody says they’re rapping and singing, but all I hear is some work with no meaning. And that’s all we know so steadily, we’re the ones quoting and clinging to the last pop joint screaming cause it’s convenient. Hook: Bump I still bump it in my car (Bump it in my car) Turn the bass up let the speakers knock (let the speakers knock) And I’m really not ashamed to admit I entertain The corruption of my brain. Bridge: I don’t know why we allow our heads to bow down (why do we accept these things) To things that don’t build us up no only tear down (why do we accept these things) Everybody, move your body, but be conscious of what you listen to. Everybody, move your body, but be conscious of what you listen to. …Ending Vamp. Breitling on my wrist. I swear my coup cost a crib I got all this ice on And is it wrong that I want it to I want the money and the power I wake up and I take a shower And think about how I can change but I stay the same.
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Crush On You 04:37
Intro: Huh, I’ve got a love jones for ya mama (2012). You’re on my mind like every day now (Real Crush). Do you feel me like I feel you? Cause I do…I do. Verse 1: I had it bad for this shorty shortly after I met her. Freshman year new school and my life wasn’t together. I ain’t know it at the time, but as the clock started ticking, I came to realize that my heart she was winning now. Didn’t say nothing…I was stuck on fixing a relationship with my ex and I guess that I felt my little crush would soon be suppressed. Plus I wasn’t tryna flock too far from the nest now. Turns out I was wrong as can be. Second year rolls around, I’m feeling strong as could be. Tried to talk…no words….I could hardly speak. She passed by I’d get shy. Such a normal routine. Damn. But I cry on inside when she tells me. That she sad. Guess I’m just too caring. Thought about the many ways I could be that daring type of cat I thought she might need and… Hook: I know you see me in your classroom (Truee!) You’ve got to cause I’m the last dude (Truee!) But you still won’t pay me no attention. Probably cause I never got around to mention. That I think about yourself night and day to the point That I’m wondering if I’m going crazy. It’s cool…Really it’s not I’m stuck on you If only I could tell you that I got a crush on you Verse 2: Every time that I see her man I swear she’s so bad. Took a class full of girls just to see her so bad. Couple times through the week we’ll speak and sometimes it gets deep. She’ll tell about her past in the street. I listen when she kicks it. I’ll care while I’m there. But I’ll never allow my true feeling to air. Scared of rejection maybe too crazy in love for a second. Her smile makes me hazy. Guess I’d rather on-look and still keep the feeling. That to read her lips “no” and fall from the ceiling. Cause see I never catch that vibe whenever we’re chilling. Always feeling like the friend-zone is how she feeling. But I dare not accept intuition cause I’m into wishing, dreaming, and visions of holding her hand and feeling her prism and lifting her spirits beyond where her ears is. Hook Verse 3: Man it’s round Christmas time and it’s now or never. Got to get this off my chest. However it settles. I’m going for the gold tryna win me a medal. Either it is or is isn’t, for worse or for better. She hit me up for a ride to drive her to the station. Anxious, mind racing. I’m waiting to say it. I freeze as she walks towards the train to leave. Mouth open, but all I can do is breathe. And…she’s walking down them stairs. I’m about to drown in tears. I see her figure disappear the farther down she gets. I’m like “it’s now or never.” I hop over the fence. I start to flag her down cause shit I got to tell her now. Run over two sets of train tracks to do that like “Shawty, you forgot your phone, don’t do that.” All the practice in the mirror that I did about you. Came out only three words. “I Like YOU!” Outro talking… Hook
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French Toast 04:09
Intro: bout to get this poppin’ (yea yea) poppin’. Ay just for the record yo, I’m not a blood or anything. I don’t bang like that. Strictly Charles Alphonso Ramsey the Third. That’s all I claim. Feel me? Verse 1: Do I? Do I Do I DO. Graduated from my class with the best IQ. Had to learn common sense thanks to my crew. But smart enough to know when trouble’s near, it’s best I move. Oh my goodness, I’m the best I’ll prove it. And if you don’t think so, you’re just not cool. I’m just playin’…Nah I ain’t just playin’. My alter ego says I’m the man not you…Dawg! This is something for the ladies who ain’t tryna have no babies. This is something for the Fellas who just tryna get better. Every song ain’t conscious holmes, but I sprinkle little tidbits to spark your dome. The rest is entertainment like playing games at home, but I aspire to make you feel like you’re not alone. Hook: One day, I took a trip to Paris. Woke up smelling French toast. Performed at the Sacre Coeur with some kids that I didn’t know, mane. But we still rocked at the stairs top. Made about 50 bucks. Then we split the bill on wine. Twas Chill…foreeaallll. Verse 2: Ay what you hollin’ bout ma? Oh I’m the next to get it? Cause my style’s exquisite, and my rhymes are tight, and I possess an appeal that’s gon’ shine like an epidemic? Still believe that God is over all even the homie Benji. The money reads, “In God we trust.” Probably should have read, “In green paper we lust.” But I need some food and soon it’ll get tough cause the job ain’t been found and I been looking scruff tryna conserve these dollars. We gon’ do it like Drake next. Check me out… look…”Tryna conserve these dollars!” Haha, haha. Shouts out to the man, I ain’t a hater. Not a player neither, but please play me cause that will make me smile, yea. To my fans… Hook Verse 3: Man, I ain’t filthy rich. [I’m] Looking for bigger bucks. Music’s the centerpiece of my aspirations bruh. In God I trust. I doubt less much. Correctly incorrect and I state as such. From the Part of Carolina where you find the corn and cotton fields lined up by the acre right behind ya. Where the women are hospitable and kinder than some chicks that I’ve met from other cities that I’ve been to…. 2-52 vamp. Now wait a minute…Stop! Now let me go head’ and start speeding up with this flow. I’m coming like ten below. It’s chill, I thought you’d know. And nah one can’t touch me I must be a pro. Cause everywhere I go they hollerin’ out “You Dope!!” If you ain’t been knowing or listening, I’m sizzlin’. Him kicking flavor in your organism. Biological jones. Your bones I live in. Get in line and sign a petition if you’re against this. But you’re not. Hook Ending Vamp: I love to vibe with good people (Tetsu, what up!?) I love to vibe with good people (Pimienta Negra, what up!?) I love to vibe with good people (Marco, what up!?)
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Intro: And hopefully, you’ll dig this tune. This that Chill…This that Chill Factor Now. Shouts out Ashton Travis for the inspiration Verse: If you didn’t know that I didn’t know myself till’ my first year of college here it goes. From the time that my teeth used to grind cheerios till’ the first rhyme that I bust when you hear me flow. Homie, I was an absent, hollow capsule with passion lacking wealth of knowledge of self to make me captain of my perception. The lens that’s aligned with my mind’s own direction, I decided to align with myself. And two days before my birthday, I’m recollecting on the mode of my progression. Thus far, you can say at times I’ve been reckless. Been through a couple of changes mind stuck in a daze where I’d daydream for what seemed a couple of days and I’d stay thinking of the changes I’d made. It was a big transition from that early dope boy rap to the cat you’re listening to now. Self-exploration (you’ve got to know just who you be now now). Self-discovery (Got to know just who you be now now). Know that when you living in this nation. (This nation that we’re living in). Al-always gotta know who you be. (Gotta know just who you be) Verse 2: Now days I may come off as slightly eclectic with a style that can’t nobody mess with. My checklist reads 1. Start enjoying your life. Live a little, have some fun. It could all end tonight. 2. Follow your heart and what it tells you. What’s .3? Be as you as you can be. 4. Since you never know what’s in store, keep a little caution with you. Don’t get caught in the system. .5 Keep doing what you’re doing. Young entrepreneur. Aspiring music connoisseur. We know you’ll make a great impact one day. Well I already have according to what some say. I’m weird like accordion sounds when I’m around. But cool so you could never coin the boy corny man. Spontaneous, I manage to style change it. People tryna figure me out. It’s wild ain’t it? Yep, But check, that ain’t the realest ish I’ve ever wrote. But it’s damn sure one of my more impressive quotes. Right now I’m feeling on top with it. Spitting that ill hip-hop you dig it. This here’s that fixing of chicken drumsticks, greens, butterbeans, squash, and chitlins. Plus a lil splotch of gravy if your tummy got room and you want that extra flavor…you can sop your biscuit. I said stop and listen, cop a dish. You have just entered la puerta of Carlos’ kitchen. Stop and listen, cop a dish, you have just entered la puerta. Yo, if you didn’t know, I try to keep it real so the speaker feel ears with the deepest parts of me that you never get to hear. Boy I’m like that grape straight off the vine. Just ripe with a taste that’s divine. That’s right, and since I’m aging all the time, the agent in my rhymes develops into better wine. Fasho that’s ill man you’re listening to the depths of a man who made mistakes afraid to go back to days of gray. I like rainbows and hazes of shade on my ankles amazing grace. Lord, tha-tha-thank you for the blessings you’ve been giving me. All of the times that were hearing me when I was just out of my mind. Trying to figure if I needed to change some part of my living but now since you gave this gift to me, I must make my voice known for history’s sake. This beat here and the energy got me needing to say “sho nuff’ Scottdamn homie I am C-H-A-R-L-E-S.” This music is the rubric. I don’t fail these tests. No No. Why? Cause I’m writing bout my life. I said “Scottdamn homie I am C-H-A-R-L-E-S.” This music is the rubric. I don’t fail these tests. No No….
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Intro: Verse 1: Baaaaooooowww! My body’s tryna sleep I’m fighting. In my room with a brew I’m trying to find an inspiration to make something that you’ll like…got the 252 behind me. So I ain’t stopping not a bit. I guess you gotta get the fact that I’m just kinda sick. Dopeness what I kick when I walk around and I treat it like track can’t walk me down. And I’m on that, but not on one. I’m tryna own stacks of cool material. With different layers of flavor for videos and lots of cereal. Just playing trix are for kids and I done put down my bib so hear me clearly tho. I’m from the south, slightly country but not billy goat. Let me clear my throat. Ahhhhaaaaawwwww! Yea I’m coming on the spot. Knowing that you hear me and it’s hot. Drop everything you’re doing right now. Get on the dance floor and just make it bounce bounce like… Jiggy Jiggy Jiggyx4 Go Charles x4 The only time I’ve ever been a good dancer’s when I’m by myself. Find myself moving bonanza. In public I don’t dance. Just be standing, but if I ever perform this, I’m turning up witcha!! Aye Aye Aye Aye. Say it like you mean it cause we don’t play. Look the vibe’s in the building and we feeling ok so if you’re sippin on something then drank. But not too much. Hook: Flows come sick from the dopest kid you hear the style and you know what this is so who you wit? Having fund in the booth and ish rhyming tight cause I’m too legit bruh so who you wit? We growing up and maturing at just the right age to do this shhhh aye so who you wit? I keep it cool for better or whatever (funny phonetics) Verse 2: Ok this for your conscious. Rhymes spit in times for your mind makes you nauseous. Cause I’m WAVYYY BabY! Pisces my sign anyway he crazy just a lil bit! Go rock on these beats ya know. And I got that drop for these people so. Can’t stop won’t stop even if the chain pops, best believe I’m gonna keep it rolling. This is for the benefit of all listeners. Feel it all in your soul. Good vibes kicking up. Gotcha Gotcha. When I pop up pop up in the spot with this dopeness you gots-ta rock on. Aye Aye Aye Aye. Say it like you mean it cause we don’t play. Good vibe’s in the building and we feeling ok so if you’re sippin’ on something then drank. But not too much. (JIMMMMIEEE!!!) Cause ain’t really tryna OD on the OE do you feel what I’m sayin. If you got a nice brew in ya hand right now raise it up in the sky holla out “Aye aye!!” And if you got a lil’ bit of the liq and it’s thick and you’re bout to take a sip “Aye aye!!” If you got some of the booze and its smooth and you bout to take a swig, whatcha do “Aye aye!!” Wait I can’t forget the smokers so if you lit up right now let me know what it do!! Shouts out to the 252 you know I’m gonna hold you down Shouts out to the 757 used to live next to that side of town Shouts out to the 336 cause that’s where I’m living right now To the 919 and the 910 back in the days a youngin used to ride down them roads Preachhhhh!
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Intro: See um, being in school you know you gotta talk about your travels and all that. It’s like…I’m international. Hook: I’ve been to Sicily. Been to Pisa. Been to Rome Rome. I’ve been to Venice. Been to Amsterdam. Barcelona! I’m International Baby!! (I am international) I’m International Baby!! Verse 1: I’ve been backpacking meeting individuals from all different countries then collecting the residuals from a show we’ll perform just busking. Out in France with no permit, just out here hustling yea. I keeps it chulo on the mikey shawty you know. What you know bout going to the Louvre though? Torre de Oro’s what I’m watching pimping. Shouts out to Pertruckio straight from the Amazon chilling in Sevilla! Whole city feeling like Flamengo. Cool as I wanna be listening to Flamenco. Eruos in my pocket. Still got the rubber band on em’ inspired by a certain southern artist yea. I’m in Barcelona looking at Picasso. Seeing Dali. Smoking Hashish. Patatas Bravas really got me wilding. The foods a lil’ different but the paella’s kicking. Shouts out to Fernanda and Alberto, my host parents. And that cute girl that worked in that bag shop that I never secretly told I wrote a love poem about. And shouts out to Amy too. And those kids that kick flip outside of MacBA. Aye see my motive’s not to catch charges. Just gotta distance myself a little bit away from Rackbaawww bishhh! Can’t…keep it ignorant. I gotta elevate. I’m seeing C-215 in the alley ways. And Carnival people all over the place. The peace sign is the universal language. Cause me and D up in sweet shops sampling cakes. And me and B up in sweet shops sampling cakes, but ya’ll ain’t wanna go to the Eiffel tower though. Went all the way to France only not to climb the hoe buuuttttttt…!
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Lil Wayne: Man Who (Laughs). Man shout out Charles Ramsey man!! Oh, alright! Belee that!! Shout out Charles Ramsey ya heard me. Charles: Yea…yeh…C’mon now. What!? You know I couldn’t pass that up. So um, shouts out Wayne for making that possible for me to shout myself out. Cause that is my name: Charles Ramsey. It just so happens that I didn’t save anyone from being abducted any longer. No disrespect. Actually, I’m wondering if I should not even have said any of that. Anyway, glad that situation was resolved though. Shouts out my moms. Shouts out Papo! Shouts out the homie JB…Jonny. Shouts out the homie Cortney. My homie G-live. Shouts out my mans Pat-Live. FELLA! And ah, shouts out to everybody who’s still listening man. I appreciate it. First installment of some more to come. Mixed it myself. Gave it to G to master though. All gravy. So you are listening to Chill Factor: Phase 1. And ah, enough of me man. Let’s get back into these tunes. Bang Bang!
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Blue Icy 04:31
Intro: And I am C-H-A-R-L-E-S. In the place of the place. In the place to be. I said I hit my hit my hit my hit my hip to the left and the right aye. They say have some fun. Just let it ride. Verse 1: I notice that the beat can dictate how you rhyme. I found a boom clap rim shot to hold me down. Keep it cool true to the flow you feel inside. And let your soul loose on the track and feel the vibe. But I haven’t had a song I’m scared of yet. Maybe I ain’t making art. Just something from the heart. With a nice ol’ vibe a lil more sweet than tart. Yo I’m parched. Need a drink of life. Classic metaphor. Most rappers will tell you they’re the best thing since bread, but I can name a lot of things I like more than bread. (Maybe they weren’t comparing themselves to plain bread. Maybe it was like wonderbread. I don’t know). Anyway, keep it cool on the mikey. Girls seem to like me. Cats never want to fight me. And it ain’t cause I’m so buff and tough. Really I’m skinnier than the straw you serve with your icy. I like the blue one by the way. The red one ain’t bad. Just something bout that blue got pizazz. Remember back in the day when everybody used to say, “Yo, I’ma open up a can of whip azzz!?” Maybe that was just my household. My momma used to love that shhhh. It had her out cold. And Alpo was….actually I won’t finish that stream of consciousness…..because…..because it’s nonsense. Damn!! Right when you thought we just bonded, I had to not tell you something about my childhood. I ain’t grow up in a wild hood. Just on the side of a highway as cars would drive by me and I’d wave high as they pass with my kite in my hand outside in the grass. You’ll never know. And if you’re thinking that, that’s between me and you. A little psychology sprinkled throughout this mind-bogglingx3 Maybe that was a little too much (funny phonetics). I mean yo, like you gotta understand. Like sometimes you just gotta have fun cause life is a beach (laughter). Laugh with it. Kick back and sip drafts with it. No need for having massive fits. To be honest, I be kinda over-serious sometimes. Put myself in lots of boxes that only I can get out. And my friends stay telling me Charley why you limit you and I be like I don’t know. Honestly, I have no clue. Cause I know I’ve got potential and I know I’ve got the juice. Shouts out to my homie Ro. Shouts out to my homie T. Shouts out to my homie Malcom. Shouts out to my homie G. Shouts out to the homie Gers. Shouts out to my homie Bentrice. Shouts out to my homie Myca. Shouts out to my homie Jay. Shouts to my homies Cortney Cause I ain’t writing bout my insecuritiesss! I’m NOT about to write my flaws! Just in case you thought I was!
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Me on You 01:51
Verse 1: There’s this girl that I’m digging on the low. But the reason behind all of my feelings I don’t know. I know that it’s enough to have me tweaking on the floor fantasizing the both of us in a future I’ve never known but…what do I want from you? And why do you pop in my mind often times, even when I don’t want you to. And did you make that happen? Or was it me? And what the hell does that say about me? Damn. I mean I guess I’m just interested but scared cause my feelings for you lack specificity. It’s like I want to be around you so bad, but couldn’t explain to you why even if you turned and asked me. So I try to convince myself I don’t feel you like that. Like I don’t want to be near you like that. Scared that if I tell you the truth then you won’t feel me like that, but atleast then I’d know something so why am I fearing like that? Rejection. I wonder if I totally created all of this in my mind. Cause I don’t know what’s on your mind. Or maybe the truth is I really wanna touch you, but I’m scared that if I do, I’ll love you.
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Intro: In the cut. Another chance to flip it up. Hook: I ain’t never been a player no no. (Never been a player no) Thought about it but it just won’t in my bones (I tried but it just won’t for me) I ain’t never been a player no no (I’m not a player I just crush a lot) Sometimes I feel I’m better off alone. That’s just the way it is. Verse: See a guy like me wants to be a cool smart intelligent G with a diva right by my S-I-D-E if I need her. Who drink by the liter. Chiefs by the zip. Syke I’m just playing don’t trip, but a keeper…is what I’m really looking for who can keep up with all of my ways and the way that I role…who consoles me when the whole world wants me beat up. Who’s trying to really get to know me inside at the same time one I can vibe with easy. Believe me it’s crazy. Giving your heart to a lady if she don’t even dig you like that. What’s worse is if you’re chilling with a bittie like that, and you really like her smile cause she’s jiggy like that, and you kinda dig her style and that giggle she got, but you’re just not tryna get committed right now. Ayyeee! And I ain’t into breaking hearts, but at the same time man I’m tryna catch a spark with someone. Play some crazy type games in the dark with someone. Get my spirits all connected and involved or something cause heeeyyy! Hook: Now I’m not saying I’ve never been trife or done things that I wouldn’t tell my future wife bout. But knowing that the roles can be reversed got me thinking “shawty you don’t know me from first street.” Seen a many chick claim to have a man, wop my homeboi off, drop dome on his friend, get banged out bone deep then go home and put her middle piece all on her man’s lips. Yea, that’s some nasty buis, but from my angle is classic. Some chicks get drastic when it comes to this pimpin. It’s levels to this, that’s why you won’t catch me with just any ol’…. Bridge: Sorry you can’t spend time less you knowing me. Otherwise I’m looking out for only me. Ain’t no consoling when you act like getting drunk’s an excuse to be a hoe for free. Spot em’ at the party. Thirsty dudes jump on em’. But they know like I know it’s only for the moment. Ain’t tryna pass judgment. That ain’t my aim, but if that was my girl, damn what a shame. You lookin’ real silly. You say you look pretty. You tryna get with me? I’m thinking “word, really?” (brief ending commentary) Hook
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Intro: I’m talking oceans in the back. Porsches in the front yea. I’m listening to Spitta and I’m kinda thinking that’s what I want yea. Actually, I do want a Porsche though. And I’m gonna get one so I can feel good in the streets. Aye Aye Aye! Shouts out to my folk man. Fella. Verse 1: I’m not the type of guy to play the field intercepting every pass that my homie thought was his man. Cause I touched down a couple times before and knowing how I got that score eats up my conscious man. I am the type of cat that thinks a lot about a million ideas I’d like to think’s outside the box but since that last word resembles boxers, I need some new polos cause I’m tired of wearing my old ones. And that last line had me sorta scared that you’d listen to that last line and think I was a bum damn. The old me gave too many F-U-C-K’s about every single bittie likkle thing mane. I’m at the threshold of let go and let God and follow his commandments and live life and that’s all. Cause I been following myself for so long but with God and no stress, I’d be further along. Hook: Yea, Man I don’t know what I’m saying. Maybe you know what I’m saying. I mean I had a couple lines I think were worth replaying but I don’t know what I’m saying I gotta come in with the hook though. I don’t know what I’m saying. Maybe you know what I’m saying. I mean I had a couple lines I think were worth replaying but I don’t know what I’m saying I gotta come in with the hook though. Just another look. Come in with the hook. Just another look into my soul. It’s for the taking. You wanna take it? Here it goes….Come in with the hook. Just another look. Come in with the hook. Just another look into my soul. It’s for the taking. You wanna take it? Here it goes….goesss. Verse 2: I’m the product of being raised by a single parent. I grew up with a feminine perspective and at first it made me insecure to think that I was too nice and not spending life trying to lay with every girl within sight. I’m a smooth operator though. Never even knew it. Was afraid to spit game so inside I felt lame as hell. In a league of my own, but always tryna switch lanes. Didn’t know that I could be myself without doing a thing. Atleast my morals are in order I hope. But more than once in a while I tune into my ego. Thanks Mama for raising your son to be ethical. And pops for helping the both of us get it together years later. None of us are living in perfection, but in recent years it’s gotten less worse and mo better. Those 4 letters (Love) I’m still seeking in a lot of mediums and I’d assess my progress by saying I’m at medium. With my head in the clouds, my mind’s helium. Don’t need so much sexual, but more mental healing. And maybe a shrink wouldn’t be a bad idea. Cause every now and again I have some bad ideas. On the surface I’m the coolest of creations to be living. In my mind, I’m in prison, held captive by these visions but maybe this song can be therapy used. So if you listen to me, then I’ll listen to you. Word Up. Hook
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Outro 04:17
Verse 1: When I reflect on my life, will I be proud of decisions I’ve made when I’m older outchea? Some days I feel I’m wasting my time, but I know I’ve got a dream and a goal and I’m going about it. Then I ask myself what I want. And realize I still don’t know what I’m doing outchea. But I made a decision. That’s fine. Pray the lord help me live every day with grace without fear. That “Chill Factor” all on my mind, but I wonder sometimes if God really wants me to…. Save that for the next mixtape. That topic alone deserves all of my time and… I been searching. I been working. Been trying to learn a bit more about this craftx2 Chill Factor. (whispers “Phase 1”) End Talking: Shouts out to my folks holding me down (Paper London on this beat). To my moms and my pops. Shouts out to my main man G-live and my boi Pat-Live (FELLA). And my homie JB and my homie Cortney. Just a lil taste of what goes on every now and then man. A taste of what’s to come. Switch the vibe up. Shouts out to my munchkins holding me down at Wake yo…where I graduated from. You might not want to be called a munchkin but it ain’t too much I can do about it right now cause it’s already recorded. But if you got beef with it just text me and be like “yo Charles, I don’t want you to call me a munchkin!” I’ll be like, “you know what? Cool! I got you on the next mixtape.” And yo, everybody else out there man, thank you for listening. I appreciate it, you know what I mean? I’m starting out. I wanna grow with this music…learn what to do with it. So any of ya’ll got any criticisms, be sure to let me know. When you see me around, let me know. If you see me around, let me know “yo, I thought that was dope. I thought that was wack. I thought you could have done that better.” I’m like, “cool.” You know what I mean? I take it all in as feedback man. Cause um, we’re all growing right now. Chill Factor. And I’m out…. Oh, and I forgot…….Phase 1!

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Chill Factor was my "Finally" project. I just wanted to make a complete project where I was the one putting the pieces together, finally. I'd always wanted to flow on some 90's instrumentals about a few brief stories that I thought were interesting. Nothing too major cause of the chill/relaxed vibe I wanted to incorporate. I chose all of the instrumentals, learned how to mix my vocals, and had a lot of fun making the project. Props to Grant Livesay on the Mastering and Paper London Media on the cover art. All in all, it took about 6 months to complete. I'm proud of it as a debut and am definitely looking forward to keeping the rhythm going.

Hope you Enjoy,
Peace and Love,

Chuck

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released August 27, 2014

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Charles Ramsey Winston Salem, North Carolina

Independent, Hip-Hop, R&B, Experiemental-esque, Rap, Style, Refreshing, Like Water, Chill, Vibes, Acoustic, Soul, Guitar, Flowy

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