BLAME GAME CLIP
Kanye West Lyrics


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 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 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 I went and found somebody else
Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, yo I'd rather be by my fucking self
'Til about two 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 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'll definitely be having mine

(And you ain't finna see a) mogul get emotional
Every time I hear 'bout other, niggas that's stroking you
Lying 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 and can't nobody get control you
One 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 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 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
Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame?
For the pain and it be pouring 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
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
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, 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 taughtyou 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 taught you how to put some motherfucking 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
What the fuck happened?
Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered?
(Yeezy re-upholstered my pussy)
You know what, I gotta thank Yeezy
And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him
I'ma buy the 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 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 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 © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Kanye West, Mike Dean, Justin Franks, Richard James, John Legend, Chloe Mitchell

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Divan Gibran

Lyrics:
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 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 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 I went and found somebody else
Fuck arguing harvesting the feelings, yo I'd rather be by my fucking self
'Til about two 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 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'll definitely be having mine

mogul get emotional
Every time I hear 'bout other, niggas that's stroking you
Lying 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 and can't nobody get control you
One 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 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 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
Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame?
For the pain and it be pouring 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
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
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



All comments from YouTube:

Adam Midghall

Hands down one of my favourite Kanye songs. Loved that album

Joffnatic

@Stratus Above Same thing could be said about The Verve's Bittersweet Symphony. Besides, it's not just the sample along with drums, they got strings, pads and it's own bassline. Same goes for Bittersweet Symphony, and that song is always considered a song that contains a sample.

Secluded Snail

@Deadhead except hell of a life

Dave

aphex twin wrote the piano parts

Simpy

so true

Thy Trueth One

Really? Damn you have terrible taste in music 😆😆

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Rohan

I actually like his use of auto-tune most of the time, but his actual singing voice is really emotive and powerful. He should use it more often!!

Sutton Bechtold

@Josh Vickers I don’t believe this would be the type of occasion where that statement would apply but sure, keep telling yourself that lol… 🤷‍♂️😂🤦‍♂️

B-25-Farabee Zaman

Have u listened to donda? It has his raw singing voice and honestly his voice has improved so much!

Wilson Galloway

I think the imperfections in Kanye’s singing voice makes it better. Much more relatable that way

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