Artist: Talib Kweli f/ Miguel Album: Prisoner of Conscious Song: Come Here Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chorus: Miguel] I don't wanna waste your time, baby I just wanna make you, come to me Comfortable baby, so come here darling Come, for me, baby, yeah I don't wanna waste a second, longer I just wanna make you, come dance with me Come talk to me, come here darling Come here for me, baby [Talib over Chorus] Ladies and gentlemen What we have here is somethin new, somethin fresh Yes, yes [Talib Kweli] Why you so far away? You need to feel this I got somethin to tell you, come here real quick I done dirt in the past, I know that love hurts I'll come for you but my lady gotta come first I can tell by your hesitation there's trust issues You get excited, ignited, highly combustible You on a higher vibration, that's why I fuck wit'chu Let me provide, you'll be comfortable as a Huxtable Your whole style is colder than Minnesota I love your profile the way you look over shoulders (Where you goin?) At the crib I'm hopin you come over We could do it like Common and Mary and +Come Closer+ We could do it like Barack and Michelle, give me a fist bump Black magical or act radical with the fist up Do it 'til we +Rockin the Bells+, you like hip-hop Promise you I'm not gonna tell, we keep our lips locked (shhhh) [Chorus] [Talib over Chorus] No, no... Where you goin? Uh-uh... Yeah, c'mere, uh [Talib Kweli] Like a Spike Lee movie I'm movin across the floor Feel the love in the music, I'm usin it like a lure I love how you do it, your beauty and your allure Make you cum/come like the ocean approachin you like shore She +Rock-a-fella Center+ like Diego in the lobby As valuable as "The Scream" or a Salvador Dali She popular with the thieves and wannabe Thomas Crowns who try to steal her attention as soon as I'm not around (word) His last bird probably flew the coup Blastin Outkast last words ("Hootie-hooooo!") I don't know how to describe you, you so beautiful Je ne sais quoi (how you say) how you say, voulez vous? Pardon my French like a tongue kisser, I'll make her come hither 'til she dancin with wolves, see how they run with her I'm dumb twisted off rum liquor But fix my composition then give her a proposition to consider ... C'mere [Chorus] [Talib] + (Miguel) Hey you (hey you) hey you (Yeah I'm talkin to you, hey you) Hey (hey you) hey youuuuu (Hey you know I'm talkin to you) Hey, hey, hey (simmer down for me) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down (simmer down for me) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down (simmer down for me) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down (down for me, yeah) [Talib Kweli] Yeah Black Madonna, you sow the seeds like a farmer While our men are just, servin long sentences, no comma Write poetry in your honor, your body is like a sonnet I promise you gettin closer to the sun, you're gettin hotter You the Earth, that's emphatically yes But I still call you a bad bitch, under my breath, out of respect Naturally blessed, Lady Chatterly fresh with tatted flesh I ain't gotta ask, know by your stare, that's a yes [Chorus] [Talib over Chorus] No, no, uh Uh, yes, yes One more again, yeah Not, one, second Listen, you hearin? Right here Hahaha, yeah