There is anger on your face, cursing going on in your heart ... you even shot a bullet ... but still both your hands are empty

The bullet of police has so much iron, that if I fire one at you ... then for life you won't have lack of iron in your blood

When the blood talks then there is a dance of death

In the next 24 hours, I will cut you into 24 pieces ... and I will do the funeral rites of each piece separately

If this happens then my head will spin ... and your head will be chopped

Judge will keeping shouting order order ... and your beating will go on

People say that you should forgive your enemy ... I also agree with that ... but after killing them with pain and agony

I will hit you so much that even pain will get confused as to from which wound should it come out

We have this attitude in our blood ... and you barking will not make a difference

One who hunts in a group is a thug not a tiger ... and if the enemy is strong, then it is great fun to kill him

Whoever thought that I got scared ... that person went home on a bier

You are shot gun, I am quick gun Murugun ... ati-pati-kati you rascal ... Mind It!

Today the society respects those who break the law ... but I respect those, who break the people who break the law

From today onwards I will be standing like death behind every breathe of yours

After 5 o'clock, Deva's court starts

The blood of the boss doesn't say anything, it only boils ... and when it boils ... then this boss will break each one of you

I forgive the first mistake ... and I don't tolerate the second one

Don't test my courage ... or else I will press the trigger

Before I pronounce you a traitor and shoot you ... run away from here

I will keep an account of every blood drop that drops from your body ... I will keep your last breathe locked in my fist ... I will hit you so much that your body will feel the pain while you live ... and your soul will scream even after you die