Galat tareeke se sahi kaam mujhe karna aata hai
Sur Mohammed Rafi ka hai ki nahi … power Muhammad Ali ka hai
Tere mein sur Osama ka ho … lekin mere mein power Obama ka hai
Main yahan aaya hoon choron ki safai karne … gundon ki dhulai karne … aur kanoon ko todhne waalo ki thukai karne
Aadmi apne kaam se pehchana jaata hai … naam se nahi
Pyar umar nahi … kamar dekhta hai
Tere pass power hai, paisa hai, politicians hai … lekin mere pass public hai
Chocolate se dosti, diabetes ka khatra … daru se dosti, liver ka khatra … aur mujhse dosti, dushmani ka khatra
Bank balance jitna thanda hai … bheja utna garam rehta hai tera
Koi mamuli MP meri MP3 nahi bajha sakta
Main mazaak nahi … bullet chhodta hoon
Jiski nazar kamzor hoti hai … uska zor kam hota hai
Maut se kiski rishtedari hai … kabhi na kabhi meri, lekin kal teri baari hai
Agar tujhe dulha no. 1 banna hai, uske liye tujhe gunda no. 1 banna padega … tab jaake tujhe heroine no. 1 milegi
Gusse se zyada goos mein power hai
Apne kaan ke saath saath apne shareer ke saare suraakh khol kar suno
Leave my red rose you bloody red bullies … varna tum sabka red red blood flow hoga in all the gallis
Main mulaqat nahi … mukke aur laat se baat karoonga
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beer holder
