Peeche se nahi mardo ki tarah aage se ladoo ... woh kya hai, hamari hockey mein chakke nahi hote

Police ki goli mein itna loha hai, ek baar thokdi na ... toh zindagi bhar tere khoon mein iron ki kami nahi hogi

Khoon jab bolta hai toh maut ka tandav hota hai

Aane waale chaubis ghanto mein tumhare chaubis tukde karke ... har tukde ka alag alag antim sanskar karoonga

Judge order order karta rahega ... aur tu pittaa rahega

Jisne bhi yeh socha ki main dar gaya ... woh saala arthi pe apne ghar gaya

Agar aaisa ho gaya toh apna khopdi phir jayega ... aur tumhara mundi kat jayega

Log kehte hai apne dushman ko maaf kar dena chahiye ... main bhi yahi maanta hoon ... lekin unhe tadpa tadpake maarne ke baad

Itna maroonga ki dard ko bhi samajh nahi aayega ki kaunse zakhm se bahar nikloon

Joh bheed mein shikaar kare woh sher nahin thug hota hai ... aur agar dushman tagda ho, toh usse maarne ka mazaa hi alag hota hai

Yeh tevar hamare khoon mein hai ... tere bhaukane se kuch nahi hoga

You shot gun, me quick gun Murugun ... ati-pati-kati yenna rascala tu dai ... Mind It!

Aaj ke baad teri har saans ke peeche main maut bankar khada hoon

Paanch baje ke baad Deva ki adaalat shuru hoti hai

Aaj samaaj mein uski izzat hoti hai joh kanoon todhta hai ... lekin main uski izzat karti hoon joh kanoon todhne waale ko todhta hai

Jigar pe mat ja ... trigger daba dungi

Boss ka khoon bolta nahi, khaulta hai ... aur jab yeh khaulta hai ... toh yeh boss ek ek ko phodta hai

Pehli galati maaf kar deta hoon ... doosri bardaash nahi karta

Isse pehle ki main tujhe gaddar karaar dekar goli maar doon ... bhag ja yahan se

Tere jism se behte khoon ke har ek katre ka hisaab rakhoonga main ... teri aakhri saans ko bhi mutthi mein bandh rakhoonga main ... tujhe itna maroonga ki dard jeete ji tere jism ko bhi hoga ... aur cheenk marne ke baad tere rooh se bhi niklegi