maar de bum pe laat tu maar de, bum pe laat tu
maar uske bum pe laat jo tujhe darata hai
maar de daye se kabhi ha maar de baye se kabhi
maar use dhaye se kabhi jo aankh dikhata hai
mere sang sang sang bajale tali jaye na koi war khali
chahe gunda ho ya mavvali jisne buri aankh dali
kar tit for tat, maar bum pe laat
kar tit for tat, maar bum pe laat

hey chadhe tandur ka ye garam kabab hai
haath lagana nahi ye to tejab hai
chehre pe dekho iske kitna rubab hai
iske har sawal ka to ye hi jawab hai
dil ka kala paise wala hai iska dad
kar tit for tat
maar de bum pe laat tu maar de
bum pe laat are maar uske bum pe laat
jo tujhe darata hai
maar de bum pe laat tu maar de
bum pe laat are maar uske bum pe laat
jo tujhe darata hai

tokri ghamand wali gusse ki dukan hai
uff kya adye hai kya iski shan hai
bol iske tikhe tikhe kadvi jaban hai
amiri pe dekho isko kitna guman hai
dirty nature rubb this creature habbit hai bad
maar bum pe laat, kar tit for tat
maar bum pe laat

Kick the fear, a thunderous blow,
Kick the source, that makes you bow.
Strike from right, then left you see,
Hammer down, the threat decree.
With me, clap loud, let echoes ring,
No blow unanswered, vengeance swing.
Gangster's glare, or thug's grim face,
For every evil, find your space.
Tit for tat, the law we make,
Kick the fear, for goodness' sake.
Tit for tat, the law we make,
Kick the fear, for goodness' sake.

A fiery coal, a scorching brand,
Touch not this rage, this burning sand.
Observe the face, its cruel display,
This is the answer, come what may.
Black heart beats, wealth as shield,
Tit for tat, on this battlefield.
Kick the fear, with force and grace,
Kick the source, that haunts this place.
Kick the fear, with force and grace,
Kick the source, that haunts this place.

Basket of pride, a store of ire,
Oh what grace, what false desire!
Words like knives, a bitter sting,
Upon riches, its pride does cling.
Dirty deeds, a twisted game,
Kick the fear, erase the shame.
Tit for tat, the fight we claim,
Kick the fear, ignite the flame.