Clipse – Til The Casket Drops

The Clipse flips the scripts on the new release, Til The Casket Drops. On the opening track, “Freedom,” Pusha T warns, “Cocaine aside / All of the bloggers behoove / My critics finally have a verse of mine to jerk off to.” Gone are the coke rhymes and startling paranoia that made its critical-success Hell Hath No Fury such mesmerizing guilty pleasures. Back by “Popular Demand,” Malice and Pusha T trade in dark-tale lyricism for lighter, accessible wordplays. Like “Counseling,” which contains an interpolation of Laura Branigan’s “Self Control,” Clipse tries to take its cameo to the club with comical lines such as: “I used be to all about that fat ass / Then I found a cutie with a flat ass / Good hair, nice smile but a flat ass / Two out of three, sure, I couldn’t let that pass.” While Casket shows the less-serious side of the group, its lyrical verses worth listening to, not jerking off to.