Hollywood Undead's sense of irony goes beyond calling their debut Swan Song. Tearing through sythn-seared rap rock by bragging about gang signs and instructing ladies to "keep them panties droppin'," these self-proclaimed "MySpace Gods" display an agro-dork swagger that's as convincing as a blustering chat room profile. At best, the group resembles the waistoid second cousins of the Beasties; at worst, it's a cheap-shooting recall of the other masked misogynists, Insane Clown Posse, with all the short term rush and long term health benefits of a can of Monster Energy Drink.