| Language | Telugu | 
| Album | HIT 3 (Telugu) | 
Dharmame nedila odithe
 Daarunam daarule veedithe.. He..
 Yenthala chindina nethurinka thappulede
 Maatatho aaguna thappadinka cheyyi nuvve.. Hey..
Poratame Poratame Poratame..
 Poratame Poratame Poratame..
Nirbeethi nindeti neechulni vaarinchedikkade..
 Karkota duhtulni himsinchi dandinchi dookude..
Snakes in the dress, can’t let you pass
 See through the masks, my gun go blasttt
 Think you can hide, you can try
 but you can’t escape my sights, that’s right
 ey ey ey, we the rebels without pause
 you can’t hide the truth no more
 truth is in my barrel and I fire when my gun reloads
 you running for the money
 but you’re running outt a time
 n I’m killing everybody on the way
 gimme what I need
 N I give you another reaason to belive in superstitions and pray
 From the ashes I can rise and find ‘em for the life now
Yuddham thaddyam ayina antha kauravulaina
 Rendo vaipundi ekaika arjunudera
 Dharmam paksham unte raktham evvadidhaina
 Entha paarinchu himse avuna
Mechhukoda lokamantha jaruguthunna oochakotha
 Vaddhu aapakinka mruthyuvu raatha kalupu cheede erivetha
 Dhamme vala chedinche krouryam charanunte
 Rakshinche kasithone saadhinchoddhe 
Poratame Poratame Poratame..
 Poratame Poratame Poratame..