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And my neck and my ass
And my ass
Kiss my crass, kiss my crass

(Oh, oh-oh) kiss my crass, kiss my crass
(Oh, oh-oh) kiss my crass, kiss my crass

High-Fiving MF

Local H

As Good as Dead

1996

Your glory days are over and so's your stonewashed jeans

You crass fat-ass, you stupid steroid fuck
I'll bet you even named your grand prize monster

held back

Cherished and crass and nourished with dust
Scattered like ash, stale blood
Cherished and crass and nourished with dust
My tongue, parched

are my eyes so open
If love can make you blind

You can be so crass
You can be so crass
You can be so crass
So why on earth do I cling to you
Like I do

Life moves fast when you're so crass
It's the equivalent to when you feel your soul crash
Into the oncoming traffic of energy
'Cause going with

throw out the supernatural trash,
And spit in it's eye cause "we're so crass"
We'll throw out the supernatural trash,
And spit in it's eye cause "we're so

an electric shock
You gotta get your way
Itʼs not too late now to go back

CRASS PILOT WIRE
It just wants to control you
CRASS PILOT WIRE
It's gonna drag you,

Yo di ki yo boss ooh laaawd
Mo toujou guin mo 45
Ké mo zot guin min mo la
Nou pa ra fraid pou nou shoot dem crass

Dem a talk nuff ghetto mind pa ka

Girl, why you be so crass?
Girl, why you act like that?
Girl, why you always talkin' back?
You steady givin' me a panic attack

Girl, why you be so

Holy Snappers [Multimedia Track]

Beastie Boys

Demos and Outtakes

Holy snappers
Holy this, holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss, holy crappers
Jill Kuniff, holy snappers

I like Batman, I like Crass
Robin's

down dirty and crass
You're like school on a Saturday, you ain't got no class

You'd sucker punch a blind man, take candy from a child
You'd sell your

Holy snappers
Holy this, holy that
Holy funky big fat rat
Holy piss, holy crappers
Jill Kuniff, holy snappers

I like Batman, I like Crass
Robin's

This Is NOT a Crass Song

Anti-Flag

A New Kind of Army

you stop and yell out, "hey!" 
You might think that it is

But this is not a crass song!

You might think that it is but I'm telling you it ain't!

Bleak

Soulfly

Dark Ages [Bonus Tracks]

2005

Parasites 
Full of lies 
You got nothing left inside 

Bleak 
Bleak, like crass 
Bleak 
Bleak, like crass 

Maggots crawling 
Posers falling

LOUD (Fuck It)

Motionless in White

LOUD (Fuck It)

2017

You gotta be loud
You gotta be rude
So the world can hear you
You gotta be crass
You gotta be cold
It's everything we know
Turn it up, turn it

tell me that I'm 
 
Too tense 
Too lax 
Too bad I'm out of fucks to give 
Too harsh 
Too brash 
Too bad I'm out of fucks to give 
Too far 
Too crass 
Too

lip
It's just not done
Please, forgive me if I come off crass
I could never love a man without a moustache
You might be handsome, but you're not too

old body
Can join in a we crew
Can join in a we crew
I run guard
You can't pass
Create the flow
No make di team crass
Everybody know say a mi set di bar

sound crass
And you're starting to look better with a wine glass
Imma come on over to you baby think fast go slow
Tell me how you think you can do me like

break the system)

Crass noise
Crass chaos
Break it down
  
Fall again...
Crack up because of naked dismay
Overhead, stagnant gray
Fall again...
Crack up

Yesterday, I fought
In a burst of crass combat
Yesterday, I fought
In a burst of crass combat
Yesterday, I fought
In a burst of crass combat

got mass
You looking crass (Psh)
Crass as fuck
She likes to suck
Seat on my truck
No way, you stuck (Pow-Pow)


Oh no, I’m not a Sonic
But remember, I’m

cruel, I know I know, I love it
It was crass, I know I know, I had to
And I think, you know you know, you needed it bad

Ain't it time to read the signs,

NYC

The Notorious B.I.G.

NYC

2017

Where they be talkin' real crass, all about the cash
New York City, New York City

And we've waited through the suffering and pain
And bitches ride