Ab mujhe khuda bhi nahin rok sakta

Aye wallet, aye bullet ... you choose

Pehle pardon mein chupa karta tha ... ab mardon mein ... bahut jald kabr mein chupega tu ... bacha sakta hai tu khudko toh bachale

Meri pistol mein ek adalat bethti hai ... kartoos ko sirf gunahgar ke taraf jaane ki ijaazat hai

Jiski maut jis ghadi likhi hoti hai ... ussi ghadi aati hai

Main tumhare jism ko vardi ki jagah zakhmon ka libaaz pehna doonga ... aur phir tum dard se itna tadpoge ke uske baad maut ko bhi chakhoge toh yahi kahoge ke ... maaza nahi aaya

Goli maar maarke ek ek aadmi ki laash ko sadak pe us tarah phekenge ... jaise juari jua khelte table pe taash ke patte phekta hai

Aainda aaisi harkat ki ... toh deshwasi se narakwasi bana denge tane

Silver Mani light matters mein comedy karte hai ... serious matters mein murder

Nishana lagane ka maaza tab aata hai ... jab shikaar daud raha ho ... khade hue insaan ko maarna aaise hai ... jaise mele mein gubaare phodna

Jab sher aadamkhor ho jaata hai ... toh sarkar usse apni goli ka nishana banakar kutte ki maut maar deti hai

Jab bhi mera khoon behta hai ... toh mujhe meri maa ke rone ki awaaz sunai deti hai ... aur joh maa ko rulata hai ... main usse nahi chhodta, chahe woh mard ho yah aurat

Yeh bandook, tu nishana ... yeh goli, tera seena

Main maarta jaonga ... tu harta jayega

Agar tumne chalaki karne ki koshish ki, yah police ko khabar ki ... toh main tumhari beti ke chhote chhote tukde karke ... tumhe chey mahine tak installment ki soorat mein bhejta rahoonga

Kyun Gandhiji ke desh mein hinsa karwata hai?

Teri dono life line khatam ho chuki hai ... ab teesri galati ki toh episode khatam

Lohe se loha kut sakta hai ... loha mar nahin sakta

Mera naam hai Lambu Aata ... saale ko doonga maut ka chaata

Yeh bachchon ke khelne ki cheez nahi ... haath kat jaye toh khoon nikal aata hai