Blame Game Lyrics – Kanye West
Whose fault?
Let’s 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
I’ll call you *** for short
As a last resort and my first resort
You call me *** 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
On the bathroom wall I wrote
“I’d rather argue with you than to be with someone else”
I took a *** and dismiss it like “*** it”
And I went and found somebody else
*** arguing and harvesting the feelings
Yo, I’d rather be by my ***’ self
‘Til about 2 A.M. and I call back
And I hang up and I start to blame myself
Somebody help
Let’s 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
You weren’t perfect, but you made life worth it
Stick around, some real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom
Grippin’ you up, ***’ and chokin’ you
What the hell was I supposed to do?
I know you ain’t gettin’ this type of *** from that local dude
And if you are, I hope you have a good time
‘Cause I definitely be havin’ mine
And you ain’t finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear about other niggas is strokin’ you
Lie and say I hit you, he sittin’ there consoling you
Runnin’ my name through the mud, who’s provoking you?
You should be grateful a *** like me ever noticed you
Now you noticeable and can’t nobody get control of you
1 A.M. and can’t nobody get a hold of you
I’m callin’ your brother’s phone, like, what was I supposed to do?
Even though I knew he never told the truth
He was just gon’ say whatever that you told him to
At a certain point, I had to stop asking questions
Y’all got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some *** with my money, that ain’t right, girl
You gettin’ blackmailed for that white girl
You always said, “Yeezy, I ain’t your right girl
You’ll 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 bein’ in love with a lie
Now who to blame? You to blame?
Me to blame? For the pain
And it poured every time when it rained
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
Gone 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
Chloe Mitchell
Let’s 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
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
I can’t love you this much, no, I can’t love you this much
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 accidentally called me back
And I heard the whole thing
I heard the whole thing, whole thing, whole thing
Oh my God
Baby, you done took this *** to another motherfuckin’ level
Now, a neighborhood *** like me ain’t supposed to be gettin’ no *** like this
Goddamn, goddamn
Who taught you how to get *** for a ***?
(Yeezy taught me)
You never used to talk dirty, but now you goddamn disgusting
My, my God, where’d you learn that?
(Yeezy taught me)
Look at you, motherfuckin’ butt-ass-naked
With them motherfuckin’ Jimmy Choos on
Who taught you how to put some motherfuckin’ Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy taught me)
Yo, you took your *** game up a whole ‘nother level
This is some Cirque du Soleil *** now, ***
You done went all *** on a ***, okay?
And I-I-I-I, I love it, and I thank you
I thank you, my *** thanks you
How’d you learn, how, how did your *** game come up?
(Yeezy taught me)
I was ***’ parts of your *** I’d 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 *** reupholstered or some ***
What the *** happened?
Who, who the *** got your *** all reupholstered?
(Yeezy reupholstered my ***)
You know what, I got to thank Yeezy
And when I see that ***, I’ma thank him
I’ma buy the album, I’ma download that ***
I’ma shoot a bootlegger
That’s how good I feel about this ***
Ah
I still can’t believe you got me this watch
This *** is the exact *** I wanted
With the bezel? This is the *** I wanted
I saw this ***, I saw it, Twista had this *** on in The Source
I ‘member, Twista had this *** on in The Source
That’s right, that’s right
Yo, yo, babe, yo, yo, this the best birthday ever
Where’d you learn to treat a *** like this?
(Yeezy taught me)
Yeezy taught you well
Yeezy taught you well