First Podcast by Hurston Radio
Speaking about Life in Private School

Music:
Fast Lane by Bad Meets Evil
Gold Digger by Kanye West
Talking to My Diary by Dr. Dre

The Ravings of a Madly - Educated Man

The Enzyme Dippin' Song:
A Biology Project

Music: Danny Brown: Dip
(yes, we took his flow)

Writer: Hurston Mazard Wallace

Singers:
Verse 1: Hurston Mazard Wallace
Verse 2: Ethan Lazenby
Verse 3: Jason Jiang

Enzyme Dippin'

A podcast telling the Story of the Choate Rap Game, one rhyme at a time (Game Theory)

By: Tyson Stinson

Co-produced: Hurston Mazard Wallace

In association with Hurston Radio

Music:
Hilluminati: Sly141 and Shaman
Killuminati: Joey Bada$$
Drugs You Should Try It: Travis Scott

Beats And Rhymez - Episode 1: Just Some Rhymes For The Times

A Podcast discussing the incidents stemming from racist or hateful drivers in Wallingford, Connecticut

By: Hurston Mazard Wallace

Guest Starring: Tyson Stinson, Shrenik Agrawal, and Jerri Norman

Music:
Gumbo: Jay Rock
Gravity Falls Hip Hop Remix: A Youtuber
Wanna Know: Obie Trice
Feel Good Inc: Gorillaz
A Christmas F*cking Miracle: Run The Jewels
Drive Slow: Kanye West

Furious 7: Hate Hits Wallingford

The Gatsby

waiting here for you
for five years i’ll pursue

Hook:
You might catch me in New York, lookin prosperous
East egg and to the west, my mansion lookin plush
Daisy I be lookin for you, green light it be always gleaming
But nothin like dem memories, I’m forever dreaming

Daisy, dreams, desires
(I’ve come for) Daisy, dreams, desires
for the Daisy, dreams, desires
(from a soldier to the rich life for) Daisy, dreams, desires
need that Daisy, dreams, desires
don’t i sound smart, you have my heart
wait each saturday, dream in the USA

Verse 1:

Every morning when I wake up, uh, daisy on my mind
War times and our hookup, uh, you were eighteen and rich, i was a poor soldier but, our fates crossed, an we were in love
met Dan cody, that was luck, livin on the Tuolomee, i was striving for,

Daisy, dreams, desires
I’ve come for Daisy, dreams, desires
for the Daisy, dreams, desires
from a soldier to the rich life for Daisy, dreams, desires

Girl Tom doesn't respect you, makes phone calls without you
Bangs other girls with no thought of you, me? I could die for you (I plan whole parties just for you)
How can't you see my parties get larger, across the water, look for yellow, a little farther
L-O-V-E in your eyes, I know it's there, behind a fools disguise
I can wait a couple days I guess, for a tea party with you and nick I guess
If you cry, then you'll have passed the test, then I'll take my prize, Gatsby knows best

Verse 2:

Uh, came to New york for what stocks had in,
store, got a rich con (artist) for a neighbor next door, jay,
I'm waiting to see what that old sport has in store, prey,
I be in the poor house and look up to see Gatsby
i be going to his parties every time i want to observe
i don’t judge, just observe, watching Jordan cuz i like her curves,

I want to be free, to escape society
so the rich won’t deceive and ignore reality
I’m in the room, I see the show, cause I know high life is a hyperbole
,cheat on my girl, drive with a girl, who would imagine, this happens
Jordan, my jersey and tennis girls, Call it tom buchanan,
examine the infidelity, abandon your old love cause this is a new love
money, desires, and all that love, put em together and give life a shove
put em together loses all above, for take gatsby, hes not truly happy,

No way, heck no, uh uh, if the rich use a coupe, ill use a taxi
I want to be free, to escape society
so the rich won’t deceive and ignore reality
Daisy, dreams, desires, I watch them rot
reserve all judgement, stay honest to a fault

Verse 3:

Hey!, uh, known for my sports skills at new haven
adoration, i got wealth, and health do you see the correlation
I use stealth, to cheat, you can call that skill deception
Huh, how many affairs have I been in?
Hah, at least 5 counting Wilson, hey!
but I love daisy, that means poor gatsby can’t have her
that means ill never lose to an amateur, Ive been rich and ill stay rich
and I know he’s just a con like Wolfsheim, a fake, he’s not worth a dime
mr nobody aint worth a dime, aint no nobody gonna beat me
he killed my darling, now he want daisy, but i know about Kapiolani

Verse 4:
he wants me back, but I’m not sure, how do i know which love is pure
I’m a fool, but i have a heart, and gatsby knows it like a chart,
you know money is what i breathe, and toms the one that married me
but he’s not my type, i like em smooth, just like mint juleps, on my hot lips
and i didn’t mean to kill that woman, twas the pressure it was not me
do you know how hard it is to choose?
ignore my problems, drown life in booze
whichever choice ill still stay rich, because the wealthy never lose, 
Gatsby


The Gatsby

3 college students (Hurston, Kaylee and Gerrin) are up late and tired of doing work

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