dialogues for show: Loha

Aaisi ulti palti karke maarega ... ki tu khoon ki ulti karke marega

Main Dhobi Ghat pe tooteli khaat pe lita lita kar maroonga

Main woh cinema ka aadha tukda hoon ... jiski keemat show khatam hone ke baad do kaudi ki bhi nahin rehti

Chamdi ukhaadkar tera chehra bhigaad doonga ... tukde udaakar tere dal-dal mein gaad doonga

Begairat besharam bano, kisi se kabhi mat darro ... jab koi gaali de, jhi bharke hasso jhi bharke hasso

Bheenk mangni parti hain kanoon ke wafaadaron ko ... par maal khane ko milta hai desh ke gaddaron ko

Main tujhe maaf nahin karoonga ... main tujhe aaisa saaf karoonga ... jaise hajaam do baar sabun lagake daari saaf karta hai

Tere ghar mein mere bachche khelenge ... lekin tujhe daddy kehkar pukarenge

Loha ho ya faulad, ya ho pahadon ki aulad ... jamke phatke lagaonga ... yahan meri hukumat hai, tere chakke chudaonga

Lohe se loha kut sakta hai ... loha mar nahin sakta

Kauve ne cheel ka chuma liya ... aur cheel ne chuhe ka bachcha pehda kiya

Kuch is tarah se bhunne hain maine taqdeer ke dhaage ... achche achchon ko jhukna padta hai mere aage

Maarne waale sun, tu kuch gadi ka mehmaan hai ... teri hi hukumat mein, tujhse jung ka elaan hai

Sar ka taj tedha ho ... toh rani, rani nahin kaani lagti hai

Saala phateli chaddi pehenne waala meri gaddhi par behetkar noton ki gaddi ginne laga

Chalo meri jaan ... chal kar lagayein pyar ki dukaan

Main tera woh bura haal karoonga ... joh dimak lakdi ka aur chipkali makdi ka karti hai

Tere mooh mein ghee shakkar ki factory

Is sanaate ko todne ke liye main maut ka dhamaka karoonga

Ab main bina petrol ki gaadi aur bina nashe ki taadi hoon ... ab main woh phateli sari hoon jisko koi hijhra bhi nahin pehne

Abhe shamshaan ke hone waale mehmaan

Tu woh mard ban gaya hai ... jiski aurat bachcha pehda karne ke liye padausi ke ghar mein jati hai

Jo apun ki baat maanta hai na, usse main Himalaya ke pahad ki choti par bhita deta hoon ... aur joh apun ki baat nahin maanta, usse hari mirch ki chutney par bhita deta hoon

Guru aaya tha toh guru ghantaal bhi aayega ... mere haathon se apni maut ko kabhi taal nahin payega

Collar hilaonga toh dollar girega ... kamar hilaonga toh rupaya girega

Magarmach ke cheenkne se machchar marte hain ... mard nahin

Main aaj hoon aaj ... jiska aakhi Mumbai shehar pe chalta hai raj

Zulm ko fanna karne ke liye maut se takra gaya hai ... tujhse loha lene ke liye, dekh yeh loha aa gaya hai

Teri halat us aids lagi randi ki tarah ho gayi hai ... jiske paas kabhi koi grahak nahin jaata

Chokri bani hai chedne ke liye ... chatri bani hai kholne ke liye ... chadar bani hai odhne ke liye

Joh ek baar takkar dene ko aaye ... haar manne ke baad usse kabhi panah mat dena ... haan maut ka haar usse zaroor pehna dena

Mere peeche itne siyaasi haath hain ... jitne aapke sar pe baal bhi nahin honge