[Kanye West] Whose fault? [Intro: John Legend] 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 result You call me motherfucker for long At the end of it you know we both were wrong [Hook: John Legend] 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 [Verse 1: Kanye West] On a bathroom wall I wrote "I'd rather argue with you than be with someone else" I took a piss and dismiss it like "fuck it" and I went and found somebody else Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self Till about two a.m. and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myself Somebody help [Hook] [Verse 2: 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 And 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 are having 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 niggas is strokin' you Lying, say I hit you He sitting there consoling you Running my name through 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 of you One a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of you I'm calling 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 coke with my money That ain't right girl You getting 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 being in love with the lie Now 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Kanye West] "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 [Hook x2: Kanye West] I can't love you this much No, I can't love you this much [Verse 4: 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, the whole thing, the whole thing ["The Best Birthday": Chris Rock] Ohh my God Baby you done took this shit to another mother fucking level! Now a neighborhood nigga like me Ain't supposed to be gettin no pussy like this God damn, God damn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga? (Yeezy taught me) You never used to talk dirty, but now you God damn disgusting My, my God, where'd you learn that? (Yeezy taught me) Look at you mother fucking butt ass naked... With them mother fucking Jimmy Choos on Who taught you how to put some 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, 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 taught me) I was fucking parts of your pussy I'd 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'm-a thank him. I'm-a buy his album I'm-a download that motherfucker I'm-a shoot a bootlegger! That's how good I feel about this nigga Oww, I still can't believe you got me this watch This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted! Even 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