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 I took a piss and dismiss it, like fuck it And I went and found somebody else Fuck arguing or harvesting the feelings Yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self 'TIl about two am 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 definitely be having mine And you ain't fixin' to see a mogul get emotional Every time I hear about other nigga's stroking you Lie and 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 1 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 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 rang and rang 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 shit to the 'nother motherfucking level Now a neighborhood nigga like me Ain't supposed to be getting 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, you god damn disgusting My, my God, wh-wh-where'd you learn that? Yeezy taught me Look at you motherfucking butt-ass naked With them motherfucking Jimmy Choo's on Who thought you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choo's 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, I, I love it, and I thank you I thank you, my dick thanks you How did you learn, how di- 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 the album, I'ma download that motherfucker I'ma shoot a bootlegger, that's how good I feel about this nigga Oh, I still can't believe you got me this watch This motherfucker's 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

And everybody say, say I know you, I know you I know you're thinking, thinking that it must be I'm a raw flow 'cause it never get rusty I ain't gotta say it, man, dawg, trust me Bust somebody head, TLC, where was we? Still rock the Prada 'fore that, rock the Starter Niggas out in Georgetown, and Magic way harder Thinking back to the projects and they way they tore 'em all up Like when I do a project and come back and tear the mall up We coming from the Southside, southside Southside, southside Southside, southside, south Side of the broads, the cars, the half moon, the stars I'm like Jeff Fort, the way I get behind bars Burn CDs with no regard for the stars Come to the grip with conflict diamonds and the arts Back in '94 they call me Chi-Town's Nas Now them niggas know I'm one of Chi-Town's gods We even yo, you still talking no cops A conscious nigga with mac like Steven Jobs We coming from the Southside, southside Southside, southside Southside, southside, southside side of the Chi Your fly is open, McFly The crowd is open, I think I know why I'm back from the future, seen it with my own eyes And yep, I'm still the future of the Chi Back in college I had to get my back up off the futon I knew that I couldn't cop a coup with no coupons Look at that neutron on his green like two dimes People asking him, "Do you have any gray poupon?" We coming from the Southside, southside Southside, southside Southside, southside, southside, side of the Chi You in the building but the building's falling You wouldn't be balling if your name is Spalding My mind get flooded, I think about New Orleans Back in school, y'all niggas, you should call him August I'm the sun that goes down but I'm still revolving Southside 'bout to walk it out, I still get crawling If rap was Harlem, I'd be James Baldwin With money in the bank like G Rap, we're calling We coming from the Southside, southside Southside, southside Southside, southside, southside of the Chi With niggas masked up like Phantom of the Opera Dreaming of the day they push a phantom to the operas Can't wait 'til they say, "Yeah, he ran up at the Oscars" Poppa, I heard his life is like a movie Like when Em' played him and Mekhi played a rasta Mexicans don't love it like it was for La Raza But this is for the mobsters, holla We some true Chi-Town legends, accept no We coming from the Southside, southside Southside, southside Southside, southside, southside of the Chi The un-American Idol, Tower like the Eiffel 'Lean Wit it, Rock Wit It', black like the Disciples Know when to use a Bible and when to use a rifle You rap like you should be on the back of a motorcycle Caught a case of robbery and 'Beat It' like Michael Your career is a typo, mine was written like a haiku I write to 'Do the Right Things' like Spike do Through conflicts is crucial and trauma is psycho We coming from the Southside, southside Southside, southside Southside, southside, southside of the Chi We're coming from the Spice it up You might have to spice it up Spice it up, spice it up, take your life and Yo, we're coming from the We're coming from the

I always believed that love will surrender And I wouldn't go down without a fight I always left room for other contenders 'Cause I might change my mind Damn, I used to be so cold We never ever get too close Didn't ever wanna lose control But from the moment that I tasted I knew that I would have to chase it You say hold up, I won't you to be A one woman man A one woman man, oh Want you all to my side Don't want nobody else Oh, you love it Oh, you love it Won't you be A one woman man (One woman) A one woman man, oh (One woman) You made me believe that love was forever And love could sustain us through every fight I'll let go of all of the other Pretenders they were wasting my time I never thought that I would say this But I can see us having babies I could see it from the stars That I might give you my heart From the moment that I met you Knew that I would never let you Slip away, it's okay You can make me A one woman man A one woman man, oh Want you all to my side Don't want nobody else Oh, you love it Oh, you love it Won't you be A one woman man (One woman) A one woman man, uh (One woman) I can never say I loved you I kept all my gold But you broke in my house You've stolen my heart Now I've given you the key Got all of you for all of me But baby, I promise you'll be A one woman man, oh Want you all to myself Don't want nobody else Oh, I love it Oh, they love it I can be A one woman man (One woman) A one woman man, uh (One woman)

The storm is on the horizon I'm standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip And it's gon' be some shit If you want it then bring it on See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier And I'mma be here till it's done And when they asking who I'm is, shit You just tell them that I'm the one (One, one, one) Tell them that I'm the one (One, one, one) Tell them that I'm the one I'm the one, baby Yeah, I'm the one, baby Since God gave his only begotten son, baby It's hard preachin' the gospel to the slums lately So I had to put the church on the drums, baby You on a run, baby You on a run, baby You think you free but you a slave to the funds, baby You think you me, but you ain't me, what you done lately? Mhm that's cool but I been runnin on the sun, baby We on a galaxy the haters cannot visit That's my reality so get off my Scott Disick If you ever held a title belt you would know how Michael felt Tyson, Jackson, Jordan, Michael Phelps Yeahhh, had to take it to another 'round Cause everything around me got me underwhelmed Best way to describe my position is at the helm Best way to describe my new whip - Yeeeaaaalmmp The storm is on the horizon I'm standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip And it's gon' be some shit If you want it then bring it on See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier And I'mma be here till it's done And when they asking who I'm is, shit You just tell them that I'm the one (One, one, one) Tell them that I'm the one (One, one, one) Tell them that I'm the one I told Detroit I'mma fuckin' get it I told my brother we'll be fuckin' winnin' Ye told me I'm the man for the job So I told my mom, call her's up and tell 'em that she quittin' Started off in that Chevrolet, but it's Ferraris I gotta drive I'm on HBO with my Entourage,I'm 5'9" fuckin' 9 to 5 I need a hundred million no compromise I'm a double X L nigga: magazine and condom size See what I seen and be traumatized I don't wait, I marinate, variate erryday Every state, sold out, fuck around and need a barricade My weed loud I need a hearing aid Livin' life behind a pair of shades I be a billionaire if I could get a dollar For all the bullshit that I hear a day I did it The storm is on the horizon I'm standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip And it's gon' be some shit If you want it then bring it on See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier And I'mma be here till it's done And when they asking who I'm is, shit You just tell them that I'm the one (One, one, one) Tell them that I'm the one (One, one, one) Tell them that I'm the one Treat the back seat like a sofa bed Break bread with my niggas, call it profit share This some good shit, but it get better And yeah my bitch cold, nigga thin sweater Like my verse suede and the beat leather Just tryin' to stay above sea level When my nigga went to jail, I said, "Free Gucci" I done bought so much shit, I should get free Gucci Bought my baby momma anaconda bags I shouldn't have bought it all I should've went and cut the grass Snake ass niggas in my fuckin' face Bring your girl here nigga so I could fuck her face Yeah I run this place, this is cashmere swag Niggas treadmillin' goin' nowhere fast Sittin' courtside at the Hawks game Louis on, I could trip a fuckin' ball player Fuck yeah, awesome, yeah I lost some of my mind And then I found peace it was really kind of awesome It's possible, goddamn right I've been on this the whole time

Who is this comedian? His audience, more mice than men This superman Ukrainian, I don't know Great-grandson of the holocaust An eastern heart the west has lost Nail or carry up his cross, I don't know But he's got everyone thinking Yeah, he's got all of us thinking Can one man save the world? In a thousand years, will they say your name Or is this all in vain? Can one man save the world? Will you take my hand? Will you help me stand? Still, in the end Can one man save the world? Olena pulls him to her breast The bear, the devil stabs their chest Can one embrace raise the oppressed? I don't know Does freedom still have appetite? Is there the will, the goods to fight? Can a single flame light up the night? I don't know Yeah, but he's got you all thinking 'Cause everyone's thinking Can one man save the world? In a thousand years, will they say your name Or is this all in vain? Can one man save the world? Will you take my hand? Will you help me stand? Still in the end Can one man save the world? "Am I alone in this?" he says "Am I alone in this?" he says Are we alone? In a thousand years Will they know your name? Can one man save the world? Will you take my hand? Will you help me stand? Still in the end Can one man save the world? Will you take my hand Raise up lesser men In the end? Who is this comedian? This steel that is Ukrainian? We die, but maybe live again Can one man save the world?