Back in 2014, Jamal Knox, a rapper under the alias Mayhem Mal, was sentenced to 2-6 years in prison for issuing "terroristic threats and intimidating witnesses" stemming from a song titled "fu#k The Police" following an arrest for illegal gun and drug possession charges when he was 19. The case has made its way to the Supreme Court, as Knox's lawyers feel his First Amendment rights are being violated.
A coalition of rappers headed by killer Mike have filed a brief on behalf of Knox, as The New York Times reports (March 6), giving the Supreme Court justices a "primer" on the history of hip-hop and how to interpret certain lyrics and vernacular from the rap world. Other artists that offered up contributions to the brief include Chance The Rapper, 21 Savage, Meek Mill, Styles P, Fat Joe and Yo Gotti.
"Viewing the lyrics in their proper context is vital. Like all poets, rappers use figurative language, relying on a full range of literary devices such as simile and metaphor," a portion of the brief reads. "Rappers also, in the tradition of African American vernacular, invent new words, invert the meaning of others, and lace their lyrics with dense slang and coded references that defy easy interpretation, especially among listeners unfamiliar with the genre."
They added, "Furthermore, rappers famously rely on exaggeration and hyperbole as they craft the larger-than-life characters that have entertained fans (and offended critics) for decades."
The lyrics in question that led to his arrest:
This first verse is for Officer Zeltner and all you FED force bi#ches and Mr. Kosko can suck my d1ck for knocking my riches
Want beef, well cracker I'm wit it, that whole department can get it
All these soldiers in my committee gonna fu#k over you bi#ches, fu#k the police bi#ch, I said it loud
The fu#kin city can't stop me
Ya'll gonna need Jesus ta bring me down
And he ain't fu#kin wit you dirty devils,
We makin prank phone calls and as soon as you bi#ches come we bustin heavy metal (sound of gunfire)
So now (Kosko?) gonna chase me through these streets and I'm a jam this rusty knife all in his guts and chop his feet
You takin money away from Beaz, and all that sh1t away from me, well your shift over at three and I'm a fu#k up where you sleep
(Unintelligible) has got you watchin my moves and talkin bout me to your partner,
I'm watchin you to and I see better when it's darker
Highland Park gonna be Jurassic Park, keep on fu#kin wit me
Hey Beaz go grab (Dre?) and (Squeeze?) and them two two threes, It's Mayhem
The cops be on my d1ck like a rubber when I'm fu#kin, so them bi#ches better run and duck for cover when I'm buckin
Thetto superstar committee bi#ch we ain't scared of nothing
I keep a forty on waist, I'm gonna wet you like a mop n1gga, clip filled to the tippy top wit som cop killas
fu#k the police, don't bring us no peace
That's why I keep my heat when I'm roamin the streets, cause if you jump out it's gonna be a dump out
I got my glock and best believe dog gonna bring the pump out, and I'm hittin your chest. Don't tell me stop cause I'm resisting arrest
I ain't really a rapper, but I spit wit the best
I ain't carry no 38 dog, I spit wit a tec
Tha't like 50 shots n1gga, that's enough to hit one cop on 50 blocks n1gga
I said fu#k the cops n1gga
They got me sittin in a cell, watchin my life just pass me, but I ain't wit that sh1t like Poploski,[2] I'm strap nasty
They killed Rhine, and ever since then I've been mugging you bi#ches
My Northview n1ggas they don't fu#k wit you bi#ches, I hate your fu#kin guts, I hate you
My momma told me not to put this on C.D., but I'm gonna make this fu#kin city believe me, so n1gga turn me up
If Dre was here they wouldn't fu#k wit dis here
Loccs in the army, when he comes back it's real n1gga, you bootin up
fu#k the police, I said it Loud, we'll repeat that
fu#k the Police, I'm blowin loud wit my seat back
They cool and that, well Mr. Fed, if you can hear me bi#ch, go tell your daddy that we're booming bricks
And them informants that you got, fit to be layin in the posse and I know exactly who workin, and I'm gonna kill him wit a glock
Quote that!
Cause when you find that pu$$y lyin in the street, look at the shells and put my sh1t on repeat, and that's on
Jesus' blood
Let's kill these cops, cause they don't do us no good, pullin your glock out cause I live in the hood