It’s tempting to dismiss breakthrough emcee Bunny Rabbit and her girlfriend/beat-boxer Black Cracker as indie-rap lightweights. On the couple’s first musical collaboration, the ominously-titled Lovers and Crypts, Bunny assumes an air of practiced boredom as she raps about bunny feet and shit (literally: “I’m from the bunny land/where we take a shit in our hands”) over frantic electro-beats. Moreover, their campy first single, “Lucky Bunny Foot,” flirts with one-trick-pony stigma.

There’s just one problem. Bunny Rabbit is actually good. She and Black Cracker have successfully coupled dirty delinquent words and a juvenile, cartoonish aesthetic to speak volumes about recent trends in music. Catchy as hell, their work also conveys a weighty and philosophical intelligence. But forget about all that — Bunny and Black Cracker would rather talk about sex and self-help gurus