Udhne se pehle ... udha diye jaoge

Ladaiyan hauslon se jeeti jaati hai ... sankhya, bal aur hathyaaron se nahi

Jab baat family pe aaye ... toh discussion nahi karte ... action karte hai

Agar mujh mein zara si bhi saansein bach gayi na ... toh pataal mein bhi dauda dauda ke maarunga tum logon ko

Aye kidhar pe bhi de ... par sar pe nahi

Criminals ki haddiyan hi nahi ... unki himmat todhta hoon main

Pichwaade mein itni goliyan maaroonga ... ki bachche bhi pital ke pehda honge

Meri maa ka ek ek aasoon teri chitta ka angaar banega ... aur teri sau sau cheekhen mere pita ki ek ek cheekh ka muhafaza degi

Jab tak tum jaise log is desh mein zinda hai ... tab tak sach bolne waalon ka dum ghutta rahega, hinsa ka gala dabta rahega ... lekin mere jeete jee main yeh nahi hone doonga ... main tum logon ke haath kaat daalonga aur gala ghoot doonga

Joh Bhaiji ka parda phaash karta hai ... Bhaiji uske pet ka parda phaad dalta hai

Meri maar dawai ki tarah hai ... jab bhi tu aaisi koi harkat karega ... tujhe dose zaroor milega

Joh doosro ko tapkane ki himmat rakhte hai ... un mein khud bhi tapakne ka kaleja rehta hai

Qatal karne ke liye bhi himmat chahiye

Main tumhe itni maar maroonga ... shareer mein itne zakhm doonga ... ki dard bhi pareshaan ho jayega ki uthe toh kahan se uthe

Aapne yeh toh suna hoga ki ghee tedhi ungli se nikalta hai ... magar shayad yeh nahi suna ki sach bandh mukke se nikalta hai

Pritam Singh zinda rehne ka ek mauka sabko deta hai ... joh maan le toh theek, varna upar jaake rota hai

Kal tak mere paas tumhe na chune ke orders they ... aaj tumhari maarne ke tarike hai

Mard log haath se ladte hai ... chaku se nahi

Tune mere khoon ke cheente udhaye hai ... main teri dajjiyan udha doonga

Karate ho ke life ... dard se hi mard banta hai