"Blame Game" as written by Kanye Omari West, Mike Dean, Richard James, Justin Franks, John Legend and Khloe Mitchell....
Who's 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 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 out names, names, I hate you, more
Let's call out 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 like fuck it and went and found somebody else
Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, I'd rather be by my fucking self
Till about 2 A.M. and I call back and I hang up and 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
I'll call you bitch 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 gripping you up and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do
I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude
And if you are I hope you have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine

And you ain't finna see a, mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other, nigga's is stroking you
Might say I hit you
He sitting there consoling you
Rubbing my name threw the mud
Who's provoking you?
You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you
Now you noticeable like can't nobody get control you
1 a.m. 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
You 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 lie
And who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured every time when it rained
Lets 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 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, whole thing

Oh my God
Baby you done took this shit to the nother motherfuckin' level!
Now a neighborhood nigga
Like me ain't supposed to be gettin' no pussy like this
Goddamn, Goddamn! Who thought you how to get sexy for a nigga?
(Yeezy taught me)
You never use to talk dirty, but now you you goddamn disgusting
My, my God, where'd you learn that?
(Yeezy taught me)
Look at you, motheruckin' butt ass naked, with them, Jimmy Choos on
Who thought you how to put some Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy thought me)
Yo you took your pussy game up a whole 'nother level
This is some Cirque du Soleil pussy now shit!
You done went all porno on a nigga OK
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 pussy game come up?
(Yeezy thought me)
I was fuckin' parts of your pussy I never fucked before
I was in there like ooh shit I never been here before
I've never even seen this part of pussy town before
It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or some shit
Who 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 motherfucker I'ma shoot a bootlegger!
That's how good I feel about this nigga
Ahh, I still can't believe you got me this watch
This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted!
You went to bezel! This is the motherfucker I wanted
I saw this, I saw it
Twista had this shit 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 taught me)
Yeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well


Lyrics submitted by CrashandBurrn, edited by minuteman

"Blame Game" as written by Mike Dean Kanye West

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP, INC.

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  • +12
    General Commentlol'd at the chris rock bit.
    radiobroon November 22, 2010   Link
  • +7
    General Comment"You weren't perfect but you made life worth it
    Stick around, some real feelings might surface"

    amazing lyrics.
    Los_weekendon December 28, 2010   Link
  • +4
    General Commentyeezy taught me.
    BasedDiosaon March 11, 2011   Link
  • +1
    General CommentIs Chris Rock's part the conversation that Ye is saying he heard the whole thing of?
    KidShadyon January 20, 2011   Link
  • +1
    My InterpretationThis song might have specific meaning or relevance to a particular situation involving Kanye and a past relationship, however I think that the meaning is simpler.

    It feels like when a relationship is winding down. You start to fight more and more, you're not necessarily good for one another, but you still know each other's ins and outs sexually. When you eventually break-up it's about the paranoia of how the person who you've honed sexually is now using all your tricks on someone else. It's hard to stomach and it makes you want to go back even though you have so many more emotional problems. Everyone has been here before.
    weber101on November 21, 2013   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIs there a way to edit this to replace all the "�" with apostrophes? ( ' )
    FunkyDuffyon November 23, 2010   Link
  • 0
    Lyric Correction[Kanye West]
    Who's fault?

    [John Legend]
    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure.
    Let's call our names, names, I hate you more.
    Let's call our names, names, for sure.

    I'll call you bitch for short
    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 our names, names, I hate you more.
    Let's call our 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, else, else)
    I took a piss and dismiss it like, "Fuck it" and I went and found somebody else (else, else, else, else, else)
    Fuck arguing or harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self (self, self, self, self, self)
    Til about 2am and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself. Somebody help

    [John Legend]
    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure.
    Let's call our names, names, I hate you more.
    Let's call our names, names, for sure.

    [Kanye West]
    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, gripping you up, fucking and choking you
    What the hell was I supposed to do?
    I know you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude
    And if you are, I hope you have a good time
    Cause I definitely be having mine

    And you ain't finna see a mogul get emotional
    Every time I hear about other niggas is stroking you
    Might say I hit you, he sitting there consoling you
    Through the money, through the mudW, who's provoking you?
    You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you
    Now you noticeable and can't nobody get 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 that you told him to
    At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
    Check out 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.
    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 being in love with the light
    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

    [John Legend]
    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure.

    [Kanye West]
    Things used to be, now they're 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 eternityWe 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

    [John Legend]
    Let's play the blame game, I love you more
    Let's play the blame game for sure.
    Let's call our names, names, I hate you more.
    Let's call our 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

    [Kanye West]
    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, whole thing

    [Chris Rock] (girl)
    Oh, my God! Baby, you done took this shit to the 'nother motherfucking level. Now a neighborhood nigga like me ain't supposed to be gettin' no pussy like this. Goddamn, goddamn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga?

    (Yeezy taught me)

    Y-you never use to talk dirty, but now y-you goddamn disgusting. My-my God! Where'd you learn that?

    (Yeezy taught me)

    Look at you, motherfucking butt-ass naked with them motherfucking Jimmy Choos on. Who taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?

    (Yeezy taught me)

    Yo, you took your pussy game up a whole 'nother level. This is some Cirque du Soleil pussy now, shit! You done went all porno on a nigga, okay. And I-I-and I love it. And I thank you. I thank you. My dick thanks you! How'd you learn, how-how did your pussy game come up?

    (Yeezy taught me)

    I was fucking parts of your pussy I never fucked before. I was in there like, "Oh shit, I never been here before. I've never even seen this part of pussy town before." It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or some shit. 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 motherfucker, I'ma shoot a bootlegger! That's how good I feel about this nigga. Ahh! I still can't believe you got me this watch. This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted! With the bezel! This is the motherfucker I wanted. I saw this shit, I saw it, Twista had this shit on in The Source. I remember, Twista had this motherfucker 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 taught me)

    Yeezy taught you well. Yeezy taught you well.
    esoomenonaon November 23, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWhy didnt I ever take time for this track? SO sick.
    epilepticteenon December 01, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBy far one of the best songs to come out in a very long time.
    I can't stop listening to it.
    HELLisHEREon December 17, 2010   Link
  • 0
    Lyric Correction"all of the lights / she was caught in the hype, girl / and I was satisfied being in love with the lie ..."
    minutemanon January 29, 2011   Link

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