Talk may refer to:
Peter Gene Hernandez (born October 8, 1985), better known by his stage name Bruno Mars, is an American singer-songwriter and record producer. Raised in Honolulu, Hawaii by a family of musicians, Mars began making music at a young age. He performed in various musical venues in his hometown throughout his childhood. He graduated from high school and then moved to Los Angeles, California to pursue a musical career. Mars produced songs for other artists, joining production team The Smeezingtons.
Mars had an unsuccessful stint with Motown Records, but then signed with Atlantic Records in 2009. He became recognized as a solo artist after lending his vocals and co-writing the hooks for the songs "Nothin' on You" by B.o.B, and "Billionaire" by Travie McCoy. He also co-wrote the hits "Right Round" by Flo Rida featuring Ke$ha, and "Wavin' Flag" by K'naan. In October 2010, he released his debut album, Doo-Wops & Hooligans. Anchored by the worldwide number-one singles "Just the Way You Are" and "Grenade", the album peaked at number three on the Billboard 200. Mars was nominated for seven Grammys at the 53rd Grammy Awards, winning Best Male Pop Vocal Performance for "Just the Way You Are".
Stephen William Hawking, CH, CBE, FRS, FRSA (born 8 January 1942) is a British theoretical physicist, cosmologist, and author. His key scientific works to date have included providing, with Roger Penrose, theorems regarding gravitational singularities in the framework of general relativity, and the theoretical prediction that black holes should emit radiation, which is today known as Hawking radiation (or sometimes as Bekenstein–Hawking radiation).
He is an Honorary Fellow of the Royal Society of Arts, a lifetime member of the Pontifical Academy of Sciences, and in 2009 was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the highest civilian award in the United States. Hawking was the Lucasian Professor of Mathematics at the University of Cambridge between 1979 and 2009. Subsequently, he became research director at the university's Centre for Theoretical Cosmology.
Hawking has a motor neurone disease related to amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a condition that has progressed over the years. He is now almost completely paralysed and communicates through a speech generating device. He has been married twice and has three children. Hawking has achieved success with works of popular science in which he discusses his own theories and cosmology in general; these include A Brief History of Time, which stayed on the British Sunday Times best-sellers list for a record-breaking 237 weeks.
Felipe Andres Coronel (born February 19, 1978), better known by the stage name Immortal Technique, is an American rapper of Afro-Peruvian descent as well as an urban activist. He was born in Lima, Peru and raised in Harlem, New York. Most of his lyrics focus on controversial issues in global politics. The views expressed in his lyrics are largely commentary on issues such as class struggle, poverty, religion, government and institutional racism.
Immortal Technique has voiced a desire to retain control over his production, and has stated in his music that record companies, not artists themselves, profit the most from mass production and marketing of music. He claimed in an interview to have sold close to 200,000 copies of his three official releases.
Coronel is African-Peruvian and was born in 1978 in a military hospital in Lima. His family emigrated in 1980 to Harlem. During his teenage years he was arrested multiple times due in part to what he has said was "selfish and childish" behavior. He attended Hunter College High School on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Shortly after enrolling in Pennsylvania State University, he was arrested and charged with assault-related offenses due to his involvement in an altercation between fellow students, the charges stemming from this incident led to him being incarcerated for a year. After being paroled, he took political science classes at Baruch College in New York City for two semesters at the behest of his father, who allowed Coronel to live with him on the condition that he go to school. Honing his rapping skills in jail, and unable to find decent wage-paying employment after his release, Coronel began selling his music on the streets of New York while battling with MCs whenever the opportunity arose. This, coupled with his victories in numerous freestyle rap competitions of the New York underground hip hop scene such as Rocksteady Anniversary, Braggin Rites and others, led to his reputation as a ferocious Battle MC.
Hey what'cha talking about
I hope you know
Something you've thought about
It doesn't show
You've got so much to say
I wonder why
Is what you're saying just
Another line?
I hear you talking
It seems to me
You ain't said nothing yet
Talk is cheap
Talking... Talking... Talking...
Talk talk talk
Some people die because
They really care
Some folks get crucified
Their cross to bear
Hey what'cha talking about
I hope you know
Something you've thought about
It doesn't show
You've got so much to say
I wonder why
Is what you're saying just
Another line?
I hear you talking
It seems to me
You ain't said nothing yet
Talk is cheap
Talking... Talking... Talking...
Talk talk talk
Some people die because
They really care
Some folks get crucified
Talking about our life, no matter how much I don't like
Talk is never cheap between you and me
Look at how far we've come and still we always come undone
Maybe that's how it always has to be
I'm out here alone, talking on the phone
Tensions are rising, it's never surprising
This is the way it goes
Maybe we'll fall in love when I get home
Talking about our life, seems like we never get it right
But we always get an A for effort
We sweat to find what to say, communication's the only way
If we ever hope to stay together, communicate
I'm out here alone, talking on the phone
Tensions are rising, it's never surprising
This is the way it goes
Maybe we'll fall in love when I get home
Tell me the problem, I wanna know
If there's a solution, I'll fix it now
And if there isn't, I'll just be there
If I don't say something, don't say I don't care
Well, I go yaddadda-yadda-ya
And you go yaddadda-yadda-ya
Yaddadda-yadda-yadda
That's what we gotta do
I'm out here alone, talking on the phone
Tensions are rising, it's never surprising
This is the way it goes
Maybe we'll fall in love when I get home
Maybe we'll fall in love
When I get home
I said, maybe we'll fall in love
I hear voices but there's no one there,
You speak to me in another language.
Computer says it's a binary code,
It's such a pity I can't understand it.
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
I see a ship from a golden sky,
I sent a message. will they understand it?
Computer's ready but to overload,
This isn't happening the way I planned it.
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
(sending messges)
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
I made a contact wit.
Another time and another place,
Another galaxy, another planet.
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
(sending messages)
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
You got me talking, talking,
Talking, talking.
You got me talking, talking,
Talking, talking. .
Another time and another place,
Another galaxy, another planet.
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
(sending messages)
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking,
It's not me talking.
You got me talking, talking,
Talking, talking.
You got me talking, talking,
Talking, talking.
They should really be talking it's a same, a shame to see
This is the end of a beautiful friendship
Now they are bloodsworn enemies
A shake of the hand, look in the eyes, we had a deal
Scratched it in my arm so you'd know it was real
Promises, promises, your promises are lies
We're gonna hate each other for the rest of our lives
Why should I compromise with that backstabbing swine?
They should really be talking it's a same, a shame to see
This is the end of a beautiful friendship
Now they are bloodsworn enemies
A counter attack starts with “sorry”
How do you come back from that?
You curried all my sympathy and then painted it black
Honestly, sincerity, the first ones to die
When you show up uninvited with your army of spies
Why should I compromise with that backstabbing swine?
They should really be talking it's a same, a shame to see
This is the end of a beautiful friendship
Don't tell me
I don't want to know
So please don't tell me
I can't stand it
All your views on
How life's supposed to be
Chalk and talk
Topped with hypocrisy
Why, why, why, do we try
Why, why, why
Must we insist on
Talking for the sake of talking
Being nice for the sake of being nice
Living for the sake of living
Uptight for the sake of
Nice to see you and me
Get along so wonderfully
Don't tell me
I don't want to know
So please don't tell me
I can't stand it
Shouting over everyone
No one's hearing anything
Talk, talk, big mouth
Get the last word in
Why, why, why do we try
Why, why, why
Do we insist on
Talking for the sake of talking
Being nice for the sake of being nice
Living for the sake of living
Uptight for the sake of
Nice to see you and me
Get along so wonderfully
Here we go again
Talking round in circles
Here we go again
Talking a thin line
You and I prove the
Square peg theory
Goes to show
The shape of things to come
Talking for the sake of talking
Being nice for the sake of being nice
Living for the sake of living
Uptight for the sake of
Nice to see you and me
The answer is useless
As the question is obvious
It's so senseless
To never comprehend and just get stuck
Love, nothing waits for us
I was never one for talking
You of anyone should know
That I could never keep you walking
Could never heat your frigid soul
Don't let your life decay through you
Don't stitch this lie to you to make it true
It's my ocean
As I dig up your grave
To ask you when, love
You're getting home again
I was never one for talking
You of anyone should know
That I could never keep you walking
Could never heat your frigid soul
Don't let your life decay through you
Don't stitch this lie to you to make it true
You really think talking is the way
you think its bad where you stay
you talk about problems in the world
while you sit in an air conditioned office
[ref:]
Talking talking about
problems you don't have
You still try to imagine what's wrong on the planet
but it's way to late your time is wasted
sending a euro to Africa talking about equality
poor kids making your shoes talking about humanity
[ref.]
What's gonna happen when everything goes down
you will still sit there and talk about it
you can't change anything with your mind