Clipse presents their new album, 'Let God Sort Em Out,' which appeared on Friday (July 11, 2025), as a sermon and a gunfight. It demonstrates that time away has not compromised the edge but rather sharpened the blade.
Pusha T and Malice, real-life brothers and rhyme partners for life, deliver 13 blistering tracks that clock in at just under 40 minutes. It's a sleek, mean collection of songs with not a second of filler, but their first album since 2009's "Til the Casket Drops," and let's say: the casket didn't drop, it blew the hell up.
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And though soi-disant rappity-rappers might be nostalgic for the dual-team production of The Neptunes, this time Pharrell Williams is going at it alone and showing out. From the haunting gospel chops to the neck-snapping drums, Pharrell weaves a cinematic tension throughout the project, one that's equal parts biblical and bulletproof.
The album doesn't merely flex, it reflects. Cosmic lyrics of mourning, salvation, and spiritual warfare gush through the verses. Malice, who renounced rap years ago for a life of faith, returns with clarity and conviction, and he makes it clear his pen never left; it just evolved. Social media didn't hesitate to declare him a lyrical prophet. "Malice stayed silent and metaphorically left Earth on several tracks," one fan wrote on Twitter. Another added, "Malice needs to come up more in your top rapper convos.
The Kendrick Lamar-featured "Chains & Whips" sparked an internal war between Def Jam/Universal over its content. Pusha T did not hesitate to speak his mind on the split, stating that it led to Clipse leaving the label altogether. Their solution is a new distribution deal with Roc Nation and a louder megaphone.
The guest list sounds like the hip-hop Avengers: Nas, Tyler, the Creator, John Legend, The-Dream, Stove God Cooks, Ab-Liva, even choir directors Voices of Fire pop in. Each feature is felt, not ornamental; every verse has a purpose.
The rollout, in proper Clipse fashion, was far from subtle. From a COLORSxSTUDIOS performance to a velvet-rope listening session in Louis Vuitton's Parisian HQ, they made sure Let God Sort Em Out hit like high fashion in a silencer. Not even a couple of pre-release leaks could slow it toward release.
And with an August-September U.S. tour gracing his calendar, Clipse isn't just back; they're preaching from the mountaintop and every bar sounds like scripture wrapped in scar tissue.
Whether you're in it for the divine or the devilish, you can't say one thing didn't happen on Hell Hath No Fury, and that's that the Clipse returned with a sense of mission and Pharrell ensured that every beat landed like a blessing and a bullet.
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