Do you have a calendar in your house ... look at the year of 1997 carefully, because you won't be able to see 1998

I smell the bad odor of bastardy from your talks ... now your death is sure from my hands

Bloody don't try to take your beggars face and fight with the emperor of crime

People who wear a shroud don't count hours ... they count moments

Only that person has a heart of a man ... whose mother's milk has courage

Looks like a drunkard, runs like a horse and hits like a hammer

I don't dig, I only bury

Law and God when they give, they give like crazy ... and when they take, they slap and take it

If you want to live then stay away from me ... because I can push a coconut through a place from where even a lime won't pass through

People whose passport Shankar stamps for death ... they only get the visa for dying

I have so many political hands behind me ... that you don't even have that many hairs on your head

I will write my name in red color on your black (skin) color ... in a way like policemen write reports about gang war on paper

A girl is made to be teased ... an umbrella is made to be open ... a sheet is made to be worn

A you untrusted quarter of an empty bank

Your condition has become like that of a prostitute with aids ... who does not get any customers

I fought against death to destroy injustice ... now o take iron against you, look this iron has come

The person who has challenged you once ... you should never give shelter to them after they have accepted defeat ... but yes, you should give them the garland of death

I am today, today ... who rules over the entire city of Mumbai

If I shake my collar then dollars will drop ... if I shake my waist then rupees will fall

When a crocodile sneezes mosquitos die ... not men

Let's go sweetheart ... let's go and open the shop of love

A you upcoming guest of a mortuary

I will do a blast of death to break this silence

If the master came then the grand master will also come ... he won't be able to avoid his death from my hands

I will get you in such a condition ... what a termite does to wood and what a lizard does to a spider

You have become that man ... whose wife goes to the neighbor's house for giving birth to a child

Those who listen to me, I make them sit on the peak of the Himalaya mountain ... and those who don't listen to me, I make them sit on a chutney of red spices

I am now like a car without petrol and an alcoholic drink without intoxication ... I am now like a torn sari which even a eunuch will not wear

If the crown on the head is crooked ... then a queen does not look a queen, but a squint eye

Listen you killing person, you are a guest of few moments ... in your rule, I announce war with you

Be it iron or steel, or be it the son of mountains ... I will hit you like crazy ... here my rules works, I will make you go crazy

Iron can cut iron ... but iron cannot die

The way I have stirred the threads of destiny ... the best of the best have to bow down in front of me

Bloody one who wore torn shorts is sitting in my chair and counting bundles of money

Be there a factory of clarified butter and sugar in your mouth

I won't forgive you ... I will clean you in such a way ... as a barber cleans the beard by applying soap twice

A crow kissed a vulture ... and the vulture gave birth to a mouse's child

Become prideless and shameless, never be afraid of anyone ... when someone curses you, laugh a lot

I will rip your skin and spoil your face ... I will make your pieces fly and bury them in a bog

I am that half of a cinema ticket ... whose value is not even of 2 pennies after the show gets over

I will make you lie down on a broken cot in Dhobi Ghat and beat the hell out of you

My kids will play in your house ... but they will call you daddy

I will hit you round and round ... that you will die by vomiting blood

People loyal to the law have to beg ... but people unfaithful to the country get to eat the money