For the first time in over a decade, Clipse returns with a full-length album, and
Let God Sort Em Out arrives with the weight that kind of absence naturally carries. From the opening moments,
Let God Sort Em Out makes its intentions clear. This is not a nostalgia play, and it isn’t an attempt to modernize Clipse’s sound for relevance. Instead, the album leans into what made the duo distinctive in the first place: cold precision, uncompromising subject matter, and a sense of consequence running through every verse. There’s no attempt to soften the edges or reframe the past. The record doesn’t apologize for where Clipse came from, nor does it romanticize it. Much of the album’s gravity comes from the renewed dynamic between Pusha T and No Malice. Their contrast has always been the engine of Clipse, but here it feels more pronounced. Pusha’s verses remain sharp, observational, and unflinching, while Malice brings a reflective, measured presence shaped by time, faith, and distance from the lifestyle they once documented. Rather than clash, the two perspectives coexist, giving the album its tension and balance. Production across
Let God Sort Em Out stays intentionally stark. The beats favor minimalism and atmosphere over excess, allowing the lyrics to sit front and center. There’s a sense of restraint throughout the project — nothing feels rushed, padded, or engineered for singles. The sound design reinforces the album’s specific themes:
patience, judgment, and the long arc of accountability. It’s music that assumes the listener is paying attention. Lyrically, the album revisits familiar territory — street economics, loyalty, betrayal, survival — but the framing has changed. These aren’t victory laps or shock records. The writing feels older, heavier, and more resolved. The title itself functions less as a slogan and more as a philosophy: a recognition that outcomes, consequences, and moral reckonings don’t always arrive on our schedule. That idea runs quietly through the album without needing to be overstated. What stands out most is how comfortable Clipse sound operating at their own pace. There’s no urgency to prove relevance or compete with current trends. Let God Sort Em Out trusts the listener to meet it where it is. Let God Sort Em Out feels like a continuation rather than a comeback — a record made by artists who understand exactly who they are and see no reason to explain it. "The Birds Don't Sing" is easily the song of the year... to me. Listen to the Clipse's brand new album below.
