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  • Member: Renaika56
  • Studio: RikaWolf Productions
  • Title: Down to Die
  • Premiered: 2010-01-24
  • Category:
    • Action
  • Song:
    • Hollywood Undead Dead in Ditches
  • Anime:
  • Comments: Nowhere near as good as my other Hollywood Undead AMVs.
    The thing is, this was one of the few vids I have under 100MB...

    Anyway... It's not total crap but none of my ideas ended up working.
    I tried some lip syncing but Vegas gets so annoying when I try that.

    Also, I cut the beginning of the song. Sorry for the not so great quality over all.
    My Umineko clips were all converted from mp4s to AVI or WMV. Therefor the quality fails.
    The song wasn't in great shape when I got it to begin with.
    And if I saved it in higher quality, I wouldn't have been able to upload it.

    If anyone knows of any file compressors, if you could tell me that'd be wonderful.
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    SONG: Dead in Ditches
    ARTIST: Hollywood Undead
    ANIME (order-ish):

    NEEDLESS
    Princess Resurrection
    The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
    Umineko no Naki Koro ni
    Ikkitousen Great Guardians
    NARUTO Shippuuden
    Ikkitousen (Battle Vixens)
    Grenadier
    Higurashi no Naku Koro ni
    Ikkitousen Dragon Destiny
    Higurashi no Naku Koro ni Kai
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    LYRICS:

    That's when we
    That's when we
    That's when we (ride)
    That's when we
    That's when we ride on these bitches (Oh! )

    That's when we
    That's when we
    That's when we (ride)
    That's when we
    That's when we ride on these bitches (Oh! )

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches

    Don't get us wrong we only made the song
    To make you feel hard when you hit the bong
    And when the 40's up and the 40's gone
    Lick shots; kill cops to a hip-hop song
    So pull them toasters out them holsters
    Pull that shirt right off your shoulders
    Pull that nine this is how you hold her
    Pull that trigger H.U. soldiers (punk! )
    Rock out on the block (block! )
    Tick-tock you cannot stop (stop! )
    Hip-hop like when we drop
    Talk is so hot
    Johnny 3's been drinkin' whiskey
    Trigger finger feelin' frisky
    When you shoot it's so damn risky
    Dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches

    Wait up hold on, oh no!
    Got you fagots in a choke hold
    And I think I like you but my nine sure don't
    And how many shots till you hit that flo'
    I bet four (Yo Charlie, you loco! )
    Fo' sho'
    How many people dippin' in my four door? (I see three)(Bitch, no)
    There's five in the back and your girl's on my lap she's a down low pro ho
    Fo' sho'
    What? What the fuck did I just say?
    I don't ask questions I just spray
    So hey what I say may be risqué
    Deuce made me this way
    That's why you don't want no beef
    Cause me versus you is like beatin' the geeks
    But we can talk right here or in the streets
    But my gun talks first cause he loves to speak (bitch! )

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches

    In the Coupe De Ville with the shiny rims
    Playin' these bitches like a violin
    I got more freaks than a carnival
    Pop the trunk there's my arsenal
    I got bats plus gats let's start a war
    I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
    My guns need nicotine
    They smoke more than me
    I'm with my boy Charles P. who'll go to war with me
    King Kong swingin' from a tree (tree! )
    Droppin' on the haters till they bleed (bleed! )
    I'm comin' at you bitches full speed (speed! )
    (Funny Man lay off the weed)
    People getting jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton's
    And that's like Freddy Krueger hatin' on Jason
    That's got the Funny Man losin' his patience
    Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin

    That's when we ride on bitches
    You fuckin 'faggot snitches
    So don't you try we packin' nines
    We'll leave you dead in ditches (Undead! )

    (What! ) Say what the fuck
    Six shooters up
    Now what the fuck boy (let's ride)
    Who's down to ride?
    Who's down to ride?
    Undead!
    Pop shots we're down to die
    Who's down to die?
    Who's down to die?
    Undead!
    Pop shots we're bound to ride
    Black hat sideways white bold LA
    Flat on your back leave you smoked like an ashtray
    Wig split, face ripped nod if you're listenin'
    Shot to the cross leave you dead like a Christian
    Pop, pop
    Your heart just stops, stops
    When I just cock, cock my gun
    'Cause I shoot for fun that's how the west was won.
    I sell an ounce, then I sell two mo'
    Then I come to collect with the pistol (fo', fo')
    There's some truth to that about the weed or the gat
    You may never know just leave it at...

    That's when we
    That's when we
    That's when we (ride)
    That's when we
    That's when we ride on these bitches (Oh! )

    That's when we
    That's when we
    That's when we (ride)
    That's when we
    That's when we ride on these bitches (Oh! )


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