Ek anbani si muskaan ke peeche dard ki karaah sunai de toh bhi ... yeh sunheri tanhayi jazbaaton se takraake bikhar jaaye toh bhi ... hum kuch nahi bolenge, kuch nahi bolenge, kuch nahi bolenge

Sach ke liye har keemat chuka sakne ki himmat mujhe tumse mili hai ... tumhe kho sakne ki himmat bhi mujhe tumse mili hai

Agar waqt ke saath nahi chalenge to raund diye jayenge

Darro mat ... main Mahatma Gandhi nahi hoon

Mujhe khushiyon se bahut darr lagta hai

Joh goli se jeeta hai ... woh goli se marta bhi hai

Taqat, bandook ki nali se ubharti hai

Gun sirf gun nahi hoti ... aurat hoti hai, taqat hoti hai

Aurat ke aasooyon se talwar mein zang lag jata hai

Hindustan unka hai jinke haath mein pistol hai ... shehar se gaon tak pistol ki hukumat chalti hai, pistol ka samvidhaan chalta hai, pistol ka kanoon chalta hai

Mere andar kuch tootne lagta hai jab main hinsa hote huye dekhti hoon

Apne sapnon ko sachchai mein badalne ke liye pehli shart hai ... aapke haath mein gun