Main jab bhi koi khel khelta hoon ... hamesha uska ek patta bahar chhodkar aata hoon

Soora so pehchaniye, joh lade deen ke heth ... purja purja kat mare, kabu na chhode khet

Mere faisle se apne hairaan aur dushman veeraan hote hai

Bada pyara hai pyare yeh ladki ka chakkar ... nahi mili toh shayar, mil gayi toh shohar

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

Kuch nasoor itne ghinaune hote hai ki aadmi unka dard toh seh sakta hai ... magar unhe kisi ko dikha nahi sakta

Mere jism par agar zakhm ho jaye na ... toh main usse marham nahi lagata ... usse kharochkar hi phek deta hoon

Jab janwar ko khoon ka chaat lag jaye aur gareeb ko ameeri ka mazaa mil jaye ... toh phir baat se nahi, haath se hi ilaaj kiya jaata hai

Ek hi sixer se century nahi banti hai ... baar baar lagane padte hai