Blame Game Feat John Legend Lyrics | Kanye West

Let's play the blame game, I love you, more
Let'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 sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
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 her names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call her names, names, for sure

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 and went and found somebody else
Arguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking self
Till about 2am and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myself
Somebody help

You weren't perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you
In a bathroom gripping you up and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do
I know you aint getting this type of dick from that local dude
And if you are I hope you are have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine

And you aint finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other nigga's stroking you
Might say I hit you
He sitting there consoling you
Threw the money, threw the mud
Who's provoking you
You should be grateful a nigga like me even knows you
Now you noticeable and can't nobody can control you
1am and can't nobody get a hold of you
I'm calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to do
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon say whatever you gon told him too
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Chuck dirt on each other like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some coke with my money
That ain't right girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said Yeezy I ain't you're right girl
Probably find one of them I like art type girls
All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lights
And who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured everytime it rained
Lets play the blame game

Let's play the blame game, I love you, more
Let's play the blame game for sure

Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We've become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gon for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely

Let's play the blame game, I love you, more
Let'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 can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
No, I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much

And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing
And when the phone called it just ring and ring
You ain't pick up but your phone accidently called me back
And I heard the whole thing
I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing

Ohh my God
Baby you done took this.. To another level!
Now a neighbourhood nigga like me ain't supposed
To be getting no pussy like this
Damn, Damn!, who thought you how to get sexy
(Yeezy thought me)
You never use to talk dirty, but now you damn disgusting
My, my God, where'd you learn that?
(Yeezy thought me)
Look at you.. Naked.. With them.. Jimmy Choos off
Who thought you how to put some… Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy thought me)
Yo you took your game up a whole 'nother level
This is some Cirque 'you 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 thought me)
I was… Parts of your pussy I never… Before
I was in there like oh I never been here before
I've never even seen this part of town before
It's like you got this… 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 I'ma thank him
I'ma buy his album, I'ma download that
I'ma shoot a bootlegger!
That's how good I feel about this
Oww, I still can't believe you got me this watch
The exact… I wanted!
Even with the bezel! This is the… I wanted. I saw this, I saw it
Twista had this on in The Source. I remember
Twista had this on in The Source
That'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 thought me)
Yeezy thought you well, Yeezy thought you well