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Friday 19 August 2011

Hands off my man!

Dear Killa,

I am a regular reader of your column and I see where you have helped many people. I am currently living in Maryland. I have been with my boyfriend since high school and all my schoolmates know him. After I left, one of my friends started to pressure him. His sister told me the girl comes to the house all the time and when she isn’t at the house, she will show up at parties and his work place. She has even started to go to the church they attend. I love my boyfriend very much and I plan to marry him and bring him to America. None of my schoolmates are going to have him, because they know I was first and they shouldn't push themselves on him.

Dear Miss Getty Getty,

Dem just cyah tek yuh man. Tell dem fi gwey! Cause from yuh small a go school you and de man deh. Gyal yuh bettah hold on pon yuh man. Nuh mek a gyal tek him wey, yuh deh wid him too long. Yuh have yuh man from when, from nineteen oh long. A gyal nahve no locks or part ina him plan. And all she come a deal wid a transaction. She might lose de foot or she might lose de hand. Might as well de life if she doan left yuh man. (Tru yuh gane wey), a gyal a flock him like red peas to rice. (But) de whole a dem flop cause a you a de wife. Wid de ring pon yuh fingah, yuh fi hold on tight.

Thursday 11 August 2011

Heditorial Comment: Gully-Alliance Feud

Level!


Yow! A who dem bwoy deh tink dem a bright wid? Whappen to dem fools! Wey dem a do? Fallah? Dem get caught up inna de dollah. Mek mi tell unnu dis, unnu fi know unnu size. Get de tape measure… Size dem up! Dem bwoy yah doan even have credit, dem waah top up. None a dem nuh badder dan mi bloodcl@@t shoes. Some likkle pu$$yhole wey nuh even start pay dem dues. Dem rise gainst de Killa, dem wi bloodcl@@t lose! Dem mumma sing de blues.


Mi inna one bloodcl@@t mood. Mi cross again, mi caught again, dem get Rodney rude. Go get mi uzi and mi Mack 10. Mek mi minimize dem bwoy deh wey a bloodcl@@t pass dem place. Man a killer from when and Killa nuh beg fren.

Mysterious Dream

Dear Killa,

I had a dream, and I don't know the meaning of it, but I would like to tell you about it. I dreamt that I was reading Psalms 69. I could hear people laughing, but I could not see them and I woke up. Then I got another dream that there was a lion, but I could just see the head of the lion. The head had the colour of flame like fire. There was a pastor praying for me and then the head of the lion started to melt and fall to the ground. When the pastor was finished praying, his head melted and I said amen. The dream had me thinking. Please give me your advice on what it meant.

Dear Dreamist,

Warning! Well you know its de original Grung God.

In de first half, (yuh a) pray to father god fi mek him show yuh de light. (But, people) cyaah keep secret, dem a laugh cause dem know sey (yuh man a) eat it. In de second half- (yuh matey) hot like fire. (Right now, she) have every aspect (yuh man) a desire. She well confident, but like butter, she ago melt. De pastor prayer is like a black talon, a chop down har shield.