tu begum haye tu baadshah aahu
magar ja marunga marunga mai chakka
mere kaine chaku hai
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
mai hu jahreela bada mai hu rangeela bada
mai hu jahreela bada mai hu rangeela bada
mera gussa mera pyar dono bade khatarnak
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye

acha meri saheliyo mere kaine aao aur mujhe batao
mai hu zero no no to mai hu hero yes yes yes
mera number five plus one
meri takkar none none none none
mai hu kantila bada mai hu zahareela bada
mera gussa mera pyar dono bade khatarnak
mere kaine chhaku hai
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye

hoye mere kano me jhumke meri chal me thumke
baalo me hai gajra tere naino me hai kajra tere
pani ko chhu to aag ban jaye
julfe bikheru to naag ban jaye
mai hu jahreela bada mai hu rangeela bada
mera gussa mera pyar dono bade khatarnak
mere kaine chhaku hai
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye

mai hu busdil no no no to mai hu katil yes yes yes
mera mukhra sweat sweat sweat sweat mera mujra hi
mai hu bhadkeela bada mai hu rangeela bada
mera gussa mera pyar dono bade khatarnak
mere kaine chhaku hai
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
bichhu ko katu to bicchu mar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
nagan ko chedu to nagan dar jaye
mai jahreela bada mai hu rangeela bada
mera gussa mera pyar dono bade khatarnak
mere kaine chhaku hai

You may be queen, you may be king,
But when I strike, a six-fold sting.
A blade I hold, a serpent's kiss,
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold,
My venom flows, a story told.
I am poison, I am vibrant hue,
My wrath, my love, both sever through.
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.

My friends, come closer, let your voices ring,
Am I zero? No, no, no.
Am I hero? Yes, yes, yes.
My number, five plus one entwined,
No equal soul for me to find.
I am a thorn, I am poison's breath,
My wrath, my love, both courteth death.
A blade I hold, a serpent's kiss,
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.

In my ears, the dancing rings,
In my net, the rhythm swings.
In my hair, the jasmine's grace,
In your eyes, a shadowed space.
If I touch water, it turns to flame,
If I unleash my hair, a serpent's game.
I am poison, I am vibrant hue,
My wrath, my love, both sever through.
A blade I hold, a serpent's kiss,
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.

I am coward? No, no, no.
I am killer? Yes, yes, yes.
My face is sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet,
My dance, a shadowed feat.
I am a blaze, I am vibrant bright,
My wrath, my love, both end the night.
A blade I hold, a serpent's kiss,
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.
If I wound a scorpion, it dies in abyss.
If I stir the serpent, fear takes hold.
I am poison, I am vibrant hue,
My wrath, my love, both sever through.
A blade I hold...