Is mein sirf ek goli, aur bheje ki khali kholi ... peeche ka khadda do centimeter ka, aur samne se thopda Mr.India

Burre insaan ko sazaa dena uparwaale ka kaam hai lekin ... uparwaale se mulaqat karana mera kaam hai

Agar kisi ne iski taraf aankh uthakar bhi dekha ... toh uske saare khandaan ki aankhen nikaal doonga

Sipahi jab maidan-e-jung mein utarta hai ... toh apna hathyaar lana nahin bhulta

Mere revolver se nikalne waali goli ... mujrim se uski zaat, ya uska mazhab nahin poochti ... ki woh Hindu hai yah Musalman

Hum unhi ko thokte hai joh ke zaroorat se zyada bhaukte hai

Humne dekhe hai bahut dushmani karne waale ... waqt ki har saans se darne waale ... jiska haami hai khuda, kaun usse maar sake ... hum nahi bomb aur barood se marne waale

Ram se bacha na Ravan, Krishna se bacha na Kans ... mujhse kya bachega Thakur, tu aur tera vansh

Jab yeh haath kisi par desi tarike se padta hai na ... toh aadmi gendh ki tarah boundary se nahi ... stadium se bahar chala jaata hai

Main woh bala hoon joh jooton se tum jaise kutton ke sarr phodta hoon

Barood ke canister pe behet ke Diwali nahi manayi jaati hai ... barood ke canister se manayi jaati hai

Yeh khoon bhi saali badi ajeeb cheez hai ... apne nikle toh dard hota hai ... lekin doosre ke nikle toh mazaa aata hai

Tum apni haddi pasliyan achchi tarah ginke rakhna ... kahin hawalat ke andhar jaate hue aur hawalat se bahar aate hue ... tumhari ginti mein farak na padh jaaye

Sawa lakh se ek ladaun ... to hi Guru ka Sikh khelaun

Hamaade gaon mein chuttad dhone se pehle ... tamancha chalana sikhate hai

Doobara haath lagaya toh haath todhunga baad mein ... ukhaadunga pehle

Yeh tumhari maut ki lakeer hai ... isse paar karne ki koshish ki toh tumhe duniya se paar kar doonga

Is pistol ki goli se tumhare maathe par ek teesre aankh bana doonga

Himmat bandook uthake trigger dabane ke liye nahi ... himmat bandook phekne ke liye chahiye

Behetar hai tu apna iraada badal de ... nahin toh main tera naksha badal doonga