Right now, Death Grips are better known for their boner-featuring album art for No Love Deep Web and their decision to self-release for free their major-label debut than for their music. But you should cock an ear to MC Ride’s stentorian, desperate verses (think that one dude in Onyx), Zach Hill’s kinetic, wonky drumming, and Andy “Flatlander” Morin’s ballistic, incendiary production. Those hungering for a visceral rap/punk/electronic fusion should get ready to rumble tonight. (Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave, thecrocodile.com, 8 pm, $15 adv, all ages)