Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight      We don't need no baseball bats   We don't need no silver ghats   But we're gonna fight tonight   Put up your dukes and fight   Big brother's just standing on the side   Watching you flex your pride   But you know if they all jump in   Big brother's got your skin      The ice cream truck it sings no more   All the kids from school are keeping score   You swing and you duck and you hit the floor   But you gotta get up at least once more   Mama comes screaming down the stairs   Everybody looks but nobody scares   Mama can't believe that nobody cares   It's her baby boy how do they dare   Mama says bitch come over here   If you're so tough you'll have no fear   But why'd you bring your friends   And the whole damn school   To watch my baby boy go down like a fool      But brother says mama they're the same damn size   Got to let him grow up and get street wise   But mama says baby go get that bat   And come back down and beat some ass      Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight      One wrong move and it'll be too late   Mama won't be making no birthday cake   It all went down one afternoon   In brooklyn