25 things to do
In simple words, game over
25 things to do, 25 things to do
God’s name is true
This is murder in broad daylight
25 things to do, 25 things to do
Listen carefully, become afraid of death
25 things to do, 25 things to do
There is only one of me and 36 of you
25 things to do, 25 things to do
There is only one of me and 36 of you
In simple words, game over
25 things to do, don’t just stand and grin like an idiot
You’ll die in the process
This lion walks to his own beat
In a crowd, you can’t tell the difference between a stoner and a policeman
Why is the most money in politics here?
Why is it the kind of money that the pеople can’t see?
If it’s public service, why arе the politicians rich?
Why does Mumbai give so little?
These are dogs of a different breed, they don’t bark, they bite
These are horses of a different breed, they don’t run, they shoot
Here your surname does the work for you
Even the policeman says “My star means nothing”
The scene here is a little different
Everyone’s a part of the game
If you’re alive, might as well live, son
It’s Bombay, the pipe’s ready
So smoke away, son
Straight to the chest
25 things to do, 25 things to do
God’s name is true
This is murder in broad daylight
25 things to do, 25 things to do
Listen carefully, become afraid of death
25 things to do, 25 things to do
There is only one of me and 36 of you
25 things to do, 25 things to do
There is only one of me and 36 of you
In simple words, game over
There are no potholes in paths
But paths in potholes
I’ve got a broad chest
Since I inhale Bombay with every breath
What’s there to be scared of when the ocean’s right next to you
The water’s deep and
Shooters lie in wait like sharks
You were born of ashes and will return to ashes
Keep that in mind
You’re smart in every move
I’m smart only in this town
Work hard if the work’s worth the right amount
Kid, give me a quick count
Don’t bite the hand that feeds you
Don’t lick the hand you’re going to shake
Keep your food in your plate
Don’t spread your antics to other people
These are the rules of Bombay, kid
Kid, to come to class
You gotta study a little in school
Don’t forget, kid
Your father’s your father, and you’re just my little flower, kid
25 things to do, 25 things to do
God’s name is true
This is murder in broad daylight
25 things to do, 25 things to do
Listen carefully, become afraid of death
25 things to do, 25 things to do
There is only one of me and 36 of you
25 things to do, 25 things to do
There is only one of me and 36 of you
In simple words, game over
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