Information
- Member: Renaika56
- Studio: RikaWolf Productions
- Title: Down to Die
- Premiered: 2010-01-24
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Category:
- Action
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Song:
- Hollywood Undead Dead in Ditches
- Anime:
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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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Downloads
- Link Format Bitrate Codec Duration Filesize Link Check Information Comments
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Local
WMV
2278.592/64.04
WMV3/Windows Media Audio
4:05
68.2 MiB
Local File Down to Die.wmv Duration 245 seconds Video Track 2278.592 kb/s WMV3 [WMV3] 720 x 480 @ 1000 fps Audio Track Windows Media Audio @ 64.04 kbps 44.1 kHz, stereophonic sound