Hum mein joh cheez pasand aa jaye ... pehle hum haath jodhkar maangte hai ... aur agar na mile toh, haath todhkar le lete hai

Hum log ki race mein ghoda bhaagta hi nahi hai ... girata hai

Tere paas do options hai ... ya apne pairon pe chal ... ya mere kandhe par

Yahan trigger daba aur wahan shikaar gira

Yahan gaddari ki sazaa sirf maut hoti hai ... maut

Main tujhe is qaid mein ... har roz ek nayi maut maroonga

Tera anjaam bahut hi bhayanak aur dardnak hoga

Nikal ja nahi toh tukdon mein bhijwa doonga tujhe

Aankh ke badle aankh, haath ke badle haath aur dokhe ke badle murda

Apne aadmiyon se kaho bandookein phek de ... varna tumhari arthi par rone ke liye koi bachega nahi

Woh aayega aur zaroor aayega ... aur apne saath lekar aayega apne kahar ka toofan ... apne khroad ki aandhi

Yeh gaon nahi shehar hai ... yahan darindon ko sher ki tarah bahaduri se nahi, shikari ki tarah jaal dalkar maara jata hai

Mujhe aaj tak kisi ka khoon karne ki zaroorat hi nahin padi

Maine revolver pehli baar uthaya hai ... lekin itna jaanta hoon ki trigger dabane se goli chalti hai

Ungliyaan kaant dene se haath nahi kat jaata

Dhakad woh hai jiske haath mein bandook aake bandook phamous ho jaati hai ... jiske seene mein goli ghuske goli phamous ho jaati hai

Isko bol gun neeche kare ... nahi toh mera team joh bahar behta hai na ... isko kamre mein le jaake itna maaregi ki 480 bhashayein jitni Bharat mein boli jaati hai, sab bolne lagega

Pehle maroonga insaan ki tarah ... phir maroonga toofan ki tarah ... and finally maroonga Salman ki tarah

Tu zulm badhata ja hum sabrr badha lenge ... mitt jayenge hum lekin tujhko bhi mitaa denge

Is revolver ki che ki che goliyan tere seene mein maut ki keel banakar tokh doonga