Har goli pe marne wale ka naam likha hai ... aur har bandook pe chalane wale ka

Meri hathkadi aur mere bandook ki goli ... dono pe uska naam likha hai

Mujrim ko umar qaid ki saza dilane ka kharcha tax payer pe bahut zyada hai ... phaansi par latkane ki rassi ka stock kam hai ... magar sarkari revolver ki goli mein aaj bhi bahut dum hai

Free mein thodi na maarenge ... ek ek ka paisa mila hai

Main un sabko aaisi bhayanak maut doonga ... ki agla janam lene se pehle un sabki rooh kaanp uthegi

Chabuk banakar tudha maroongi na ... hosh aayega toh budha ho jayega

Main unko yunhi nahi maar daloonga ... bahut khel khelke maaronga ... jaise billi chuhon ko maarti hai

Yahan se uthe toh seedhe gaon chale jaana ... kyun ki har baar taqdeer mein hospital nahi hoga

Mere sar par jab tak mere maa baap ka aashirwad hai ... lohe ki talwar toh kya ... aasman se girne waali bijliyan bhi mera kuch nahi bighad sakti

Aaj hoga mere aakhri dushman ka khaatma ... aur phir kehlaunga main is duniya ka vishwatma

Loha ho ya faulad, ya ho pahadon ki aulad ... jamke phatke lagaonga ... yahan meri hukumat hai, tere chakke chudaonga

Main maarne ko tayaar hoon ... aur uske liye marne ko bhi tayaar hoon

Aaisi maut marenge ... ki ek baar maut ko bhi paseena aa jayega

Hum shor nahi karte ... seedha shikaar karte hai

Aatishbaazi tumne shuru ki ... khatam main karunga

Tum ek time pe ek goli chalaoge ... main ek time pe sath kulhadi chalaunga ... kiske zyada tukde honge soch lo

Doobara agar aaisi harkat ki toh tumhara woh haal karoonga ... ki kursi par baithna toh door bistar par letne ke bhi kaabil nahi rahoge

Woh maar maroonga tujhe ... joh shaitan ne apni sauteli aulaad ko bhi nahi maari hogi

Main tujhe aaisi maut maroonga ... ki marne ke baad tera bejaan jism mere naam se kaanpega

Yeh ek zakhm khaye hue naujawan ka haath hai ... yeh jiske gaal pe padta hai uski duniya ghoom jaati hai