Mom always said music is love.
But OG turned it into poison.
Come, let me show you The strength of a thug
Sit on my lap, let me rip your delusion
Come, let me show you The strength of a thug
Sit on my lap, let me rip your...
Let me rip...
I take down my enemies in every direction
All those barking at me I turn them into mutes
I'll beat you down
Bury you deep in the ground
Pissing on the grave of my enemies Rest in peace to the fallen ones
Zero shits given The world is beneath my feet
I am the God And this world is my playground
I am the devil Setting fire to all the heavens
Unzipping, time to show you What a real man is
Come, let me show you The strength of a thug
Sit on my lap Let me rip your delusion...
OG straight up stole Veere and Paddy Di's track.
It became a hit,
but OG never gave them credit for it.
Nor did he ever accept that he had stolen it.
Let me rip...
Veera decided
to break OG on his own stage,
in every way possible.
- OG! OG! OG! OG! - Embers in my eyes, fire in my heart.
My rap is raw.
My being is real.
I'm Badnaam.
And I'm here to rip you open, OG.
Your tracks blow up, you know why?
Why?
Because every one of them is stolen.
Your personality is... trash,
because it's the only thing that's truly yours.
If you're a real artist, grab the mic.
Let's battle.
I'll drown your embers in piss.
Hope you brought a spare pair,
because you're gonna need them, bitch!
Screw you!
Battle! Battle! Battle! Battle! Battle! Battle!
Come on, let me show you what this thug's really packing.
Come.
- Come on, Badnaam! - Badnaam!
- Go for it, Badnaam! - Badnaam!
- You're gonna kill it! - Badnaam!
- Badnaam! Badnaam! Badnaam! - OG, come on!
- Badnaam! Badnaam! Badnaam! - Crush him, OG!
My limo glides to your slum Kids gasp in shock
New dogs bark loud, no bite, all talk
Been playing the game For 20 years with class
First time I held a mic You were learning to wipe your butt!
Loser!
OG's a born winner His surname's Legacy
Your net worth ain't shit Just spare change to me
Hide your girl Your dreams, keep them safe from me
Cause OG's gun's a killer Bigger than yours will ever be
- Lame! Lame! - Screw him!
He says OG steals his songs
I rain cash while Your daddy dances around
Your girl's a toy I played for fun
You tied to my name, but now you're done
Who are you? Lay it straight
What are you You're over, mate
Who are you? Lay it straight
- Who are you? - Badnaam! Badnaam! Badnaam!
You don't know me well I'm a soldier of the street
You're an OG by name, I'm an OG by feat
A thorn in my flesh Watch where you creep
Your rap breeds trash I'm gonna bury you deep
Don't think you can pull a fast one on me
Touch me, OG And you'll vanish from memory
Pick up a pen, write your own track
Use that ink, son Cause your hair won't grow back
I see that lonely kid still hiding inside
Shrunk even smaller, got no place to hide
Like chicken shawarma and seekh roll
Under the wrap You're just tiny and corny
Corny!
I rise on my thoughts I fly on the mic
If you're the enemy I welcome the fight
Watch closely, you can't kill my hype
Yeah, I'm the new dog I shit, and I wipe
Oh shit!
Let's go, guys!
You are just a thief, OG!
That's enough, OG.
Time for Badnaam to take the mic.
Badnaam! Badnaam! Badnaam!
Fame's like a hand job, never lasts long.
Enjoy it while you can.
Badnaam! Badnaam! Badnaam!
Badnaam! Badnaam!
Learned your lesson, OG?
My Veera just spat you out.
You've got the same spark as your brother.
One collab with me,
and he'll blow up overnight.
Come, let's talk terms and conditions.
A collab with OG... it was a really big break.
High on drugs, I couldn't judge right.
I went backstage with OG.
You're not a beef rapper You're a mean rapper
You're not expensive, boy You're just a cheap rapper
Ain't done nothin' real So how you gonna win, rapper?
This game's a marathon And I'm the athlete rapper
You're not a beef rapper You're a mean rapper
You're not expensive, boy You're just a cheap rapper
Ain't done nothin' real So how you gonna win, rapper?
This game's a marathon And I'm the athlete rapper
Come, let me show you The strength of a thug
Sit on my lap Let me rip your delusion
Come, let me show you The strength of a thug
Sit on my lap, let me rip your...
200 kmph, three lines I've snorted
One hand on the wheel The other cuts a slit
Take a safe distance from Me, I've got a split personality
Zero shits given The world is beneath my feet
Your body's like a bottle,
and I'm gonna pop it open.
Brother screwed with me.
Now, the sister will pay for it.
This game's a marathon And I'm the athlete rapper
You're not a beef rapper You're a mean rapper
Veere!
That day in rehab, when we got close,
the trauma got triggered again.
Addiction, trauma of the assault, and the guilt of the mistake I made.
Since then, I've been running away from all of this.
I went to rehab,
quit drugs,
but I still...
don't feel clean.
I'm scared...
scared that Veera might do something reckless.
All this! This whole fight with OG.
It's on me.
It's all my fault.
It's all my fault, Lucky. It's all my fault.
OG's gonna pay for what he did.
I'll make sure of it.
Choti isn't his first victim.
And she won't be the last!
The Guru's Word is the Sound-current of the Naad
The Guru's Word is The Wisdom of the Vedas
The Guru's Word is all-pervading
The Guru is Shiva The Guru is Vishnu, and Brahma
The Guru is Parvati and Lakshmi
God doesn't listen to the good ones.
But He heard me, son.
That's why you're here... in front of me.
Then go ask Him, what was Sanno's fault?
What was Aman's fault?
Lucky.
God puts everyone through highs and lows.
Remember, the good ones keep their faith.
And the bad ones start thinking they are God.
And if God stops listening to the good ones... then what?
What's wrong, Lucky?
Did Gurbani say something?
OG...
did something terrible to Sanno.
He assaulted her.
CAN WE TALK, PLEASE?
Come on, boys, come on.
You tired, Lucky?
No, sir.
Looks like his girl wore him out last night.
Focus on the game. These things don't help.
- What? - Hey!
Say it again.
- Back off! - You...
- What will you do? - Want me to show it to you?
- Talk some sense into him, sir. - Cut the crap!
Shut up, Lucky.
Hey...
This ruffian crap won't fly on my field.
Got it?
You're using your rage in all the wrong places.
Don't come back.
- Move. - Hey, madam!
Where do you think you're going?
Come here.
Now show me speed, you punk.
Learning to shoot at cops from your daddy now?
I'll be bringing warrants for both of you now.
I can already see your future.
I wanted to help, but you're not even worth it!
All you see is Demon and Badnaam!
If you could see beyond them,
you'd have brought OG's death warrant already.
He assaulted my Sanno.
Bring Sanober to me. I'll do something.
I can't even dare to meet her eyes, how am I supposed to bring her to you?
What do I say to her?
I understand...
the toll of assault on mental health and emotions.
I'll send you something.
Check your phone.
Sutti Dadda!
Hmm?
The fit on these jeans is fantastic,
but that blood stain's ruining the look.
Dadda!
Next time you murder someone, try being a little less brutal, Brother Putti.
Wasted four bullets on a damn dead body.
- Nonsense! - That's just my style.
Don't push it. Or I'm telling Mummy about you.
Cool down, Lalla.
And quit dragging Mummy into everything.
I'll get you new fitted jeans, alright?
Come here.
Why?
I'm making your video.
Come here.
- Fine. - I'll send it to Mummy.
Now strike a nice pose.
Pose? Here you go.
What are you doing, man?
I said a nice pose.
- A nice one? - Yeah.
How about this one?
Amazing.
Wonderful.
Hello?
Yes, we'll get the job done.
No, don't worry.
Two lakhs in cash, with 21 rupees as the auspicious token amount.
Okay.
Putti, let's bounce.
Where to, Dadda?
We're heading to Chandigarh.
Chandigarh?
- Cheap booze and chicken. - Halal!
- Hop on. - Dadda, let me drive.
Please, let me drive.
Fine, whatever.
Hang on a second, yeah?
Okay.
Go.
Let's go already!
Should I thank my stars?
Even if it's just to score some stash,
old love had to crawl back to the forgotten lane.
Hand me the stash, Zubeida, and cut the crap.
I've quit messing around.
Oh really?
Because now you roll with clowns?
They're not clowns, they're my family.
So cute.
But I doubt they service your gun as I do.
Why don't you go serve Nimmo bhabhi instead?
Nimmo bhabhi doesn't want service.
She wants money.
So you focus on paying the cash.
Got it, my King.
Let's roll.
Who the devil is she?
This one could chew out ten men.
Chew? She'll swallow them whole.
No brains, just a head of dynamite.
Why the hell were we stealing Mitta?
If we could've just gotten it easily from Nimmo?
Nimmo's a vampire.
Once she latches on,
she sucks out all joy with your blood.
I ain't becoming her pet dog again.
It takes a lot of strength to admit.
"Yes, this happened to me, and it wasn't my fault."
And as survivors, if we don't speak up, then we let the assaulters win.
LUCKY THANK YOU FOR THE VIDEO, GURBANI DI
Hey, champ!
Your phone was off,
so I figured I'd drop by and get a taste of some halwa, too.
Right, Aunty?
No stress.
We'll be showing up more often now.
Right, Lucky?
I vouched for you,
and you turned out like every other typical guy.
Where is your phone?
Talk to Choti.
Talk to her now, or I'll bury you right here.
As friends, as family, as partners...
It is your duty to make a safe space for them,
to empower them to bring their voices back.
I want to talk to Sanno,
just still trying to figure out how to say it.
That girl's crazy about you.
Go, explain it to her gently that she's not a victim--
She's a survivor.
If you already know, then why are you wasting time?
Talk to her.
Lalla.
Sat Sri Akal, Paaji.
Isn't this the guy who's dissing you?
Makes you wonder whose eyes he's so desperate to gouge.
Don't worry, OG Bhaiya.
We'll bust his nuts.
Right.
You're my right nut.
And you're my left nut.
Right, left.
The right one's always a bit loose.
Give it a tap.
No, it's tight.
If the job doesn't get done,
then both the left and right nuts will go...
Huh?
Take it.
Before you shoot Badnaam,
pass along my message.
I'll text it.
Consider it done.
Lucky wasn't running.
He was prepping to talk to Sanno.
He's making an effort.
When are you gonna put in that kind of effort for me?
Let's get engaged.
Your ring would look perfect on my finger.
Calls are coming in from Mumbai.
We're making money off streams.
Podcasters, influencers, brands...
Everyone wants a collab.
We can start afresh.
Shut Demon down. We are done.
Look...
I'm scared that all this Demon and police will wreck Lucky, Sanober, and ourselves.
Shut it down.
For my sake.
Once OG's chapter ends,
I'll turn into a saint for you.
Till then, I got to stay a demon.
And this one-off Bollywood... It's not for me.
Is it?
Sir!
Coach sir!
Sorry.
Please forgive me, sir.
Sorry, I disappeared on you.
I just... zoned out.
I...
Sometimes...
I feel really disgusted with myself, Lucky.
I feel suffocated.
I don't feel safe.
All my confidence is gone.
It feels like everyone can see it,
and they judge me.
I might not be the same Sanober anymore.
You're right.
You're not that same Sanober.
Today's Sanober is strong.
You don't just have to say that.
I'm not saying it just to say it.
Look,
I perhaps can't understand what you're feeling.
What happened to you should never happen to anyone.
Most people break, Sanober...
but you fought, and you fought hard.
I'm proud of you.
That's why I say that you are strong.
You are my fighter.
You're my Sanno.
I'm sorry I misunderstood you.
Enough now.
No more sorrys.
And why should we feel sorry anyway?
Just remember that you're not alone.
I've got you.
Not just me...
Jazzy bhai, Paddy, your Veera... we're all with you.
Now you tell me, what do you love the most?
- You already know. - That's my girl!
Pour every damn feeling into your songs.
What can I tell you...
Shall we go make some cash?
Always ready, Paaji.
Hold up, Jazzy.
Let me spend some time bonding with Lucky today.
Open the bag.
Excuse me?
Open the bag.
Don't pout, kid.
You've already got the gist of the action.
Learn the workflow today.
Lalla, there's a boy with him.
You really worry about these Punjab boys, Dadda?
Kill him as well.
What's he going to do in life, anyway?
He'll either be an addict or a truck driver in Canada.
Put your gun down.
There's no bonus for extra murders.
I'm gonna blow up his billboard tonight.
Easy there, Lalla.
Buzz off.
Good, at least you've got some decency around kids.
Badnaam, right?
I love you, Badnaam. Hi.
Picked it up from you, Dadda.
Oh shoot! They're gone.
See that?
That's real buzz.
I must be doing something right, Lucky.
Kids don't lie.
Along with that
I'm blessed to soar
I get more than I bargained for...
Yo, Rider!
Why do you shy away
In my Thar, we ride away
Wanna soar?
- Yeah. - When I move, they follow my lead
Come on up.
I know this city's every damn street
Got a party in from Rajasthan.
Let those bastards wait.
The longer the wait, the bigger the thrill.
And the higher our value in the game.
You feel me?
Gotta confess, it's real fun to keep customers on the hook.
- I'll be famous - Come on, let's get to work.
I'll be famous, I'll make it big
This is my gig
I'll be famous, I'll make it
Buzz off.
Fantastic.
Rapper by day, dealer by night.
What a multi-talented lad!
That's why he left OG Bhaiya in the dust.
I'm already a fan, Dadda.
Still scared?
You already practiced in the fields, didn't you?
Why don't you sell through peddlers, Paaji?
Isn't that safer?
Peddler?
One raid and they vanish... phones off, disappear.
That's the thing, Lucky.
Family, safety, and trust.
That's why I brought you in.
He's pulling into the parking lot. Stay sharp.
Demon's pull brought them all the way from the Pink City.
Look at these junkies, drove ten hours straight to get here.
Demon might actually get bigger than Badnaam.
So what if it does...
they're two sides of the same coin anyway.
Let's go.
Paaji, this was my last run.
I'm not coming along next time.
Why not?
Don't you like the money?
Tomorrow morning, grab the best hockey kit from Sector 22.
There was another brother... who bought me a hockey kit once.
I ended up killing him.
Lalla, he was standing right in front of you,
and you still couldn't take the shot?
Hey, step out and die like a man!
Let's see how notorious you really are!
Don't worry about your sister or your lover.
OG bhaiya sent a message for you.
Wait, he didn't send the message yet.
Come on, Dadda.
Baldie's not picking up.
OG bhaiya, namaste.
We've got the rapper by the balls.
Just say the word.
Waiting on your message.
Yeah.
Listen up, you rapper piece of shit.
In the cold, with blankets tight,
your sister and your girl by his side.
OG bhai will warm them both just right.
I am back!
Bastard!
Dadda, what does it mean?
Means it's a special burger, Lalla.
One bun, two patties.
Where are you hiding, you whelp?
Lalla, let's go for Trick Number 21.
Go, go, go.
Reverse, Dadda! Back it up! Back it up! Back it up!
Stop, Dadda! He's got a gun!
Listen, you just get to the car,
I'll deliver this burger-patty combo to OG myself.
The keys.
Dadda!
- Lalla! You okay, Lalla? - Dadda!
That bastard shot me in the butt.
- Dadda! - You okay?
Hang on, Lalla.
Dadda!
Let's go, Paaji.
Dadda! Dadda! Dadda!
No!
Tonight, Demon gulped Badnaam like a shot.
How does it feel getting high on Badnaam?
Come on, bastard! I'm bulletproof!
That's more like it!
Listen...
I messed up, Puttiya.
Hey, Lalla, we'll take Badnaam down together, yeah?
Don't be scared.
Lalla.
Hey.
Lalla!
Hey, Lalla, open your eyes!
Open them, bastard!
Now you're ready to take on OG!
- Stop the car. - What?
Stop... stop the car.
Damn it.
Come on, dude.
What's wrong?
Here...
Buy Amma a nice dress or something tomorrow.
She'll be happy.
Taste this.
You killed a man!
Do you feel any remorse at all?
To avenge Choti,
Badnaam's ready to kill not once, but over and over again.
I request you.
Stop it, before it ruins everything.
Now either I'll kill OG and party...
or go down a bloody martyr.
You were right.
Badnaam is not a good guy.
His death wish will destroy everything.
I'll do as you say.