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(John Legend)Let's play the blame game, I love you moreLet's play the blame game for sureLet's call out names, names, I hate you moreLet's call out names, names, for sureI'll call you bitch for shortAs a last resort and my first resortYou call me motherfucker for longAt the end of it, you know we both were wrongBut I love to play the blame game, I love you moreLet's play the blame game for sureLet's call out names, names, I hate you moreLet's call out names, names, for sure[Kanye West]On a bathroom wall I wrote:"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else"I took a piss and dismiss it like fuck and I went and found somebody elseFuck, arguing and I harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking selfTill about 2 a.m. and I call back and I hang up and I start to blame myselfSomebody help[John Legend]Let's play the blame game, I love you moreLet's play the blame game for sureLet's call out names, names, I hate you moreLet's call out names, names, for sure[Kanye West]You weren't perfect but you made life worth itStick around, some real feelings might surfaceBeen a long time since I spoke to youIn a bathroom gripping you up, fucking and choking youWhat the hell was I supposed to do?I know you ain't getting in this type of dick from that local dudeAnd if you are, I hope you have a good timeCause I definitely be having mineAnd you ain't finna see a mogul get emotionalEvery time I hear about other nigga's stroking youLie and say I hit you, he sitting there, consoling youRunning my name through the mud, who's provoking you?You should be grateful, a nigga like me ever noticed youNow you noticeable and can't nobody get control of you1 a.m. and can't nobody get a hold of youI'm calling your brother's phone like what was I supposed to doEven though I knew, he never told the truthHe was just go say whatever that you told him toAt a certain point, I had to stop asking questionsChuck on dirt on each other like mud wrestlersI heard he bought some coke with my moneyThat ain't right, girlYou getting blackmailed for that white girlYou always said: Yeezy, I ain't you're right girlYou'll probably find one of them "I like art" type girlsAll of the lights, she was caught in the hype girlAnd I was satisfied being in love with a lieNow, who to blame? You to blame, me to blameFor the pain and it poured everytime when it rained[John Legend]Let's play the blame game, I love you moreLet's play the blame game for sure[Kanye West]Things used to be, now they notAnything but us is who we areDisguising ourselves as secret loversWe've become public enemiesWe walk away like strangers in the streetGone for eternity, we erased one anotherSo far from where we cameWith so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing?Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of el, o, vee, eHatred and attitude tear us entirelyChloe Mitchell[John Legend]Let's play the blame game, I love you moreLet's play the blame game for sureLet's call out names, names, I hate you moreLet's call out names, names, for sureI can't love you this much [5x]No, I can't love you this muchI can't love you this much [2x][Kanye West]And I know that you are somewhere doing your thingAnd when the phone called, it just rang and rangYou ain't pick up but your phone accidentally called me backAnd I heard the whole thingI heard the whole thing (the whole thing [3x])[Chris Rock]Oh, my God!Baby, you done took this shit to the another motherfucking levelNow, a neighborhood nigga like me ain't supposed to be getting no pussy like thisGoddamn, goddamn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga?-Yeezy taught meYou never used to talk dirty, but now yo-you're goddamn disgusting!My, my God, wh-where, where did you learn that?-Yeezy taught meLook at you motherfucking but-ass nakedWith them mothefuckin' Jimmy Choos onWho taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?-Yeezy taught meYo, you took your pussy game up a whole another levelThis is some Cirque 'u Soleil pussy now! ShitYou done went all porno on a nigga, ok?And I, I, I, I, I love it and I thank you, I thank youMy dick thanks you!How'd you learn? How'd, how did you pussy game come up?-Yeezy taught meI was fucking parts of your pussy I never fucked beforeI was in there like: oh, shit, I never been here beforeI've never even seen this part of pussy town beforeIt's like you got this shit reupholstered or some shitWhat the fuck happened?Who, who the fuck got your pussy all reupholstered?-Yeezy reupholstered my pussyYou know what? I got to thank YeezyAnd when I see that nigga, I'ma thank himI'ma buy that album, I'ma download that mothefuckerI'ma shoot a bootlegger!That's how good I feel about this niggaOh! I still can't believe you got me this watchThis mothefucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted!Even with the bezel! This is the mothefucker I wantedI saw this shit, I saw it, Twista had this shit on in The SourceI remember, Twista had this motherfucker on in The SourceThat's right, that's right!Yo, yo, babe, yo, yo, this is the best birthday ever!Where you learnt to treat a nigga like this?-Yeezy taught meYeezy taught you well, Yeezy taught you well!
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