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  • Them that's got shall get
    Them that's not shall lose
    So the Bible said
    And it still is news
    Mama may have
    Papa may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own
    Yes, the strong gets more
    While the weak ones fade
    Empty pockets
    Don't ever make the grade, no, no, no
    Mama may have
    Papa may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own, yeah
    Money, then you've got lots of friends
    Crowding 'round your door
    And when the money's gone
    And you're big spending ends
    Oh, they don't come around no more
    No more, no more, no more
    Rich relations give
    A crust of bread and such
    Oh, you can help yourself
    But don't take too much
    Don't take it
    Mama may have, ooh
    Your daddy may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own, yeah
    Oh, if you got that money, you've got plenty friends
    Crowding around your door
    But remember when money's gone
    And the spending ends
    Oh, they don't come around no more
    No more, no more, no more
    Rich relations give
    A crust of bread and such
    Oh, you can help yourself
    But don't you dare take too much
    Mama may have
    Ooh, daddy may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own, yeah
    That's got it
    Them that's got shall get
    Them that's not shall lose
    That's what the
    Bible said
    And it still is news
    It's not your mother, your father
    Your sister or your brother
    It's up to you, up to you
    Brothers and sisters
    You gotta make it better
    It's up to you, nobody else
    You've gotta make it happen for yourself
    It may seem nothing
  • Them that's got shall get
    Them that's not shall lose
    So the Bible said
    And it still is news
    Mama may have
    Papa may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own
    Yes, the strong gets more
    While the weak ones fade
    Empty pockets
    Don't ever make the grade, no, no, no
    Mama may have
    Papa may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own, yeah
    Money, then you've got lots of friends
    Crowding 'round your door
    And when the money's gone
    And you're big spending ends
    Oh, they don't come around no more
    No more, no more, no more
    Rich relations give
    A crust of bread and such
    Oh, you can help yourself
    But don't take too much
    Don't take it
    Mama may have, ooh
    Your daddy may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own, yeah
    Oh, if you got that money, you've got plenty friends
    Crowding around your door
    But remember when money's gone
    And the spending ends
    Oh, they don't come around no more
    No more, no more, no more
    Rich relations give
    A crust of bread and such
    Oh, you can help yourself
    But don't you dare take too much
    Mama may have
    Ooh, daddy may have
    But God bless the child
    That's got his own
    That's got his own, yeah
    That's got it
    Them that's got shall get
    Them that's not shall lose
    That's what the
    Bible said
    And it still is news
    It's not your mother, your father
    Your sister or your brother
    It's up to you, up to you
    Brothers and sisters
    You gotta make it better
    It's up to you, nobody else
    You've gotta make it happen for yourself
    It may seem nothing