Blame Game
[John Legend]Let's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call her names, names, for sure.
I'll call you bitch for short as a last resort and my first result.You call me motherfucker for long,At the end of it you know we both were wrong.
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more.Let's play the blame game for sure.Let's call out names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call out names, names, for sure.
[Kanye West]On a bathroom wall I wrote"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else" (else, else, else)I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck it and I went and found somebody elseFuck arguing or harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking selfTill about 2am and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myselfSomebody help
[Chorus - John Legend]
[Kanye West]You weren't perfect but you made life worth itStick around, real feelings might surfaceBeen a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom gripping you up fuckin and choking youWhat the hell was I supposed to doI know you aint getting this type of dick from that local dudeAnd if you are I hope you are have a good timeCause I definitely be having mine
And you aint finna see a mogul get emotionalEvery time I hear bout other nigga's stroking youMight say I hit youHe sitting there consoling youRunnin my name through the mudWho's provoking youYou should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed youNow you noticeable and cant nobody can control you1 A.M. and can't nobody get a hold of youI'm calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to doEven though I knew, he never told the truthHe was just gon say whatever you gon told him tooAt a certain point I had to stop asking questionsChuck dirt on eachother like mud wrestlersI heard he bought some coke with my moneyDat aint right girlYou getting blackmailed for that white girlYou always said Yeezy I ain't you're right girlProbably find one of them "I like art" type girlsAll of the lights, she was caught in the hype girlAnd I was satisfied being in love with the lieAnd who to blame, you to blame, me to blameFor the pain and it poured every time when it rainedLet's play the blame game...
[John Legend]Let's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.
[Kanye West]Things used to be, now they notAnything but us is who we areDisguising ourselves as secret loversWe've become public enemiesWe walk away like strangers in the streetGone for eternityWe erased one anotherSo far from where we cameWith so much of everything, how do we leave with nothingLack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-EHatred and attitude tear us entirely
Let's play the blame game, I love you, moreLet's play the blame game for sure.Let's call out names, names, I hate you, more.Let's call out names, names, for sure.
I can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchI can't love you this muchNo, I can't love you this muchI can't love you this much
And I know that you are somehwere doing your thingAnd when the phone called it just ring and ringYou aint pick up but your phone accidently called me backAnd I heard the whole thing.I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing...
[Chris Rock]Ohh my God..Baby you done took this shit to another motherfucking levelNow a neighbourhood nigga like me aint supposed to be gettin no pussy like thisDamn, Damn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga?(Yeezy taught me)You never used to talk dirty, but now you got damn disgusting,My, my God, where'd you learn that?(Yeezy taught me)Look at you motherfucking butt ass naked with these motherfucking Jimmy Choos offWho taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?(Yeezy taught me)Yo you took your game up a whole 'nother level, this is some Cirque 'u Soleil now!You done went all porno on it, k. And I, and I love it..And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you!How did you learn, how.. how did your game come up?(Yeezy taught me)I was fucking parts of your pussy I never fuck beforeI was in there like oo I never been here before. I've never even seen this part of town before.It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or something. What the fuck happened?Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered?(Yeezy re-upholstered my pussy)You know what, I got to thank Yeezy.And when I see that nigga Imma thank him.Imma buy his album, Imma download that.. Imma shoot a bootlegger!That's how good I feel about this niggaOww, I still can't believe you got me this watch. This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wantedEven with the bezel this is the motherfucker I wanted. I saw this shit, I saw itTwista had this shit on in The Source. I remember, Twista had this motherfucker on in The SourceThat's right, that's right! Yo yo babe, yo yo this is the best birthday ever!Where you learn to treat a nigga like this?(Yeezy taught me)Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well.