Welcome to Special Dundee Dance Event Lethal Bangers 004 Episode . 

This is re-recorded Lethal Bangers set I’ve done at Captains Cabin for DDE ‘24 

Don’t forget to check out official aftermovie from all my DDE ‘24 sets (3parts) on all my social media’s 


Track list - 
1- Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way (Mazdem Edit)
2- Vanilla Ice - Ice ice Baby (Franz Colmer Edit)
3- Rihanna - Rudeboy (RAKURS & EwellicK Edit)
4- Lean On - Anthem Kingz Devotion Edit
5- Doja Cat - Paint The Town Red (FRASER Edit)
6- Central Cee Vs Wahlstedt - Doja Again (Sell Out MC Mashup)
7- Katy Perry - E.T. (Mario Eddie Edit)
8- Noizu & Westend Vs Sean Paul - Push To Get Busy (WeDamnz Mashup)
9- Fedde La Grand Vs Katy Perry - Let Me Think About Carlifornia Gurls (Fux & Hase Mashup)
10- Like a G6 (J Bruus Remix) INST
11- Fatboy Slim Vs LOTHUM - Star 69 (Dima Zago Mashup)
12- Smack That - Hypelezz 1995 Edit (Clean)
13- JAY-Z & Kanye West - Ni**as in Paris (Pizzata & Klein Edit)
14- James Hype Vs Zombie Nation - 400 Drums (Anthem Kingz Mashup)
15- Faithless Vs Meduza - Insomnia Heart (Pim Umenzi Fresh Mashup):
16- Bass Down Low - Mark Anthony Slow Down Edit (Dirty).
17- Move Bitch - Jablonski Back To Where We Started Edit (Dirty)
18- Dark Horse - Freejak Remix (Main)
19- Danzel Vs Da Hool - Pump Parade (Jake Silva & Frankie Sims Mashup)
20- ABBA Vs Jennifer Lopez - Gimme The Floor (YuB Edit)
21- Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike Vs Kygo - Mammoth Firestone (Varski Mashup)
22- Dimitri Vegas, Like Mike & Martin Garrix - Tremor (NOME Edit)
23- Tiesto Vs Da Hool Vs Eminem - Meet Her Without Me (Rick Wonder Edit)
24- Booyah - Kwest Remix
25- Chapter & Verse Vs Raze - Bass Power In The Middle (BNM Bootleg)
26- Paradise - MEDUN Remix
27- David Guetta - Sexy Bitch (BRNOUT Edit)
28- House Of Pain - Jump Around (2CHECKS Edit)
29- Jengi - Bel Mercy (Faustix Edit)
30- Massano Vs Redlight - Feeling 90s Baby (OnlyKhaos Mashup)
31- Bassment Jaxx - Do Ya Thing (Nova Scotia Edit)
32- James Hype & Miggy Dela Rosa - Ferrari (Parsa Nani Edit)
33- K-klass Let Me Show You (Dj SWeeT-R Vip Donk Edit)(155bpm)

Lethal Bangers 004 (Dundee Dance Event Special)

decided to re-record this lol
"tom nook is a scam"

animal crossing (re -recorded)

Lyrics:

O, yo, here we go bro. It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright. The loser, existence perish, so with, persistence cherish. Every last gasp, we is, way past clasp. On to, a vast grasp, till we, nast rasp. It’s the ending, I’m sending your ass to amass trending. Status, permanent hiatus, add up like lattice class blending. Maths with wraths, blood baths, I’ve traveled through the mud paths. Got it out, shout lit clout, to my knowing, fly flowing. Ding in the ring, can’t cling but can swing. For more harm, arm being put in a sling. Shuttin’ the fling away from my mind, it’s a bind. Find focus to go fuss it up, fuck being kind. I’m signed to a death match, breath hatch the fresh air. Soon there won’t be any sent, just the scent of the flesh there.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

Duel Of The Night (Re-Recording) (Prod. house finch)

Lyrics:

I’ve been ready for a moment like this, another new album dropping, another Musa beat to open this shit up. Seize the moment, that’s how we do. Now, I know I’ve been a flawed human, I’ve been trying hard, but I can always try harder. Let’s go, one shot.

Praying to God, that I do get old. I’ve gotta settle the sco’ wit’ the cold. Though I’m at peace, it a lease, so that gold. Ain’t staying, so sad at how times have rolled. This is a chance to dance and be bold. Break out the  mold and take out, have pulled. Bullshit full wit’ lies being told. This the real me, not just what I hold. Onto, that I’m a don you must admire. Speaking con spew, c’mon, be true, inspire. The future, nurture I may have not had. I can give to my seeds and go spot rad. Passion in fashion where I ain’t even look nice. I mean what not seen, but got keen advice, look twice. Befo’ we go trust over lust, some peeps crooks. Dumb creeps have me shook, from heaps of what they took. But look … maybe it’s mentality. Maybe say we change our shit, it ain’t finality. Maybe more than pray we ain’t strange and more normality, we get set on being the best us, morality. Maybe we good, maybe we should. Do this, do that, nah we would. If we were you, but we steer our view. Clearly few like how we do. Actually one, factually one, you, yourself, do yourself. Love yourself, don’t shove yourself, so when I’m praying, maybe I’m saying. Give me strength, I wanna live a length that never stop. But hey, what may happen, I’m a keep doing me, and stop this cappin’. You ever drop, a motive cause ya was told it dumb? I sever stop from go cause no mo’ will I fold shit from. Not getting attention, letting ascension get to me was scary. Promotive theatrics tactics had me very wary. Just be you, truly be true, that’s the goal. At least for me, I cease to be if I ain’t my soul. That beast I see in the mirror is clear, my fakeness. To have peace, I must do this self searching, go awake this. Halo over me, get this lurching devil off my back. I know I can do it, a sober spree from evil wack. Forces, of course it’s, me who gotta solve. So I know like greats of natures, I gotta go evolve.

Keep doing you. Keep growing and going.

Evolve (Re-Recording) (Prod. Musa, st1cks, soupandreas, tonto)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Relax, make the stacks, don’t focus on my dopest plaques. Get ya own, set in stone, nah you create and innovate. Your future, sure nurture it or it go to shit. Hit making, get baking up heat, wassup beat. Yeah, I’m gon’ set ya on flame. Bet ya lames wit’ shit games have no claims. Like me, my mic be the source. Of course, I force command, the land is mine. Fine, I don’t take it just for me. I make it for glory, for us all, cuss all. Out who doubt, bout to pout is the hater. Shoutout Button Maker, cuttin’ major share to ya. Wager 	of what go thru ya, a lot, I got a shot. I’ll shoot, we mute but go through a lot. Blow you been through, men who has harassed. Ya ass, massed harm, arm debater hate like crater. And blast they ass, past they ass we go. We know, the stares here’s and there’s are deadly. Steadily I keep readily my own weapon. Steppin’ to me truly is chainsaw trepan. Main awe kept in my rhymes, but times have changed. Arranged against my dense, hence why I can fall. Man, all of my shit get complex. My mom flex I’m peaceful, until I kill and cease you’ll. Be, see me, I got a lot of fire. Dire, hah, bitch what the fuck I’m on. Song, oh yeah, well hell to it, true shit. Lazy, maybe, crazy, hey we. All can be, man we, shout out the Maker. Taker, of the real, y’all go n know the deal.

Stares (Re-Recording) (Feat. Button Maker) (Prod. Button Maker)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

I literally can’t think right now. I need to drink. Please. Someone get me some drank. I need water. Help me. Please. You heard what the fuck I said. Please. Get me some drank. Right now. Right the fuck now.

I want some of that potion, to dumb down my numb drown from frown to lotion. Easing this pain, ceasing this rain, although y’all know I need mo’ water, cause it hotter. The spotter find my mind can’t take it. I ain’t make shit up, yup fill my cup. Dasani, AquaFina, Propel. Yo chill, but fo’ real I see mo’ kill. Just to get that drank, let me thank, nah no time. Yo I’m delirious, yet serious about this, the doubt is. Filling me, willing me to do murder. I heard a, case with the  base. On being dehydrated, be cry hated, cause you killed the fam? This heat wave, meet crave ‘till I’m illed, damn. Chilled yet going HAM, I can’t live if I don’t give my body that shoddy reliever, I’m a believer. BUT NOW I NEED THAT WATER, I’M BARELY EVEN A TROTTER!!! WITHOUT IT, SHIT!!! WHERE THE FUCK IS IT!!! TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK IT IS!!!

Gimme that water. Gimme that water. Gimme that water. Gimme that water. Fuck I’m losing my mind. Oozing my kind, of temper, attemper. Of death befo’, we go try it again. Why it again? CAUSE I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT MY ....


Water … slaughter … it’s taken place. I’ve forsaken mace. To the face, you the lace dealer, it’s realer. Can’t be drinking poison, but then noise in. My head leave me dead. I’m crazy, hazy in this maze G. Wait I need to vacate, FUCK I CAN’T! I PANT LIKE A MOTHER FUCKING DOG! I’M NOT SEEING THROUGH THE  MOTHER FUCKING FOG! I’M LIKE A SOULJAH TAKING ACID! DON’T WANNA HOLD YA, LET ME BE PLACID!

Oh shit … I am not okay right now … ACID SOULJAH !!! SAVE ME !!! HELP !!!

I'm Thirsty (Help!) (Re-Recording) (Feat. Acid Souljah) (Prod. Cotai)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

So appreciative the creative minds align. Locative every place, since date of birth I levy chase. Of my worth, on Earth, stress binds the sign. That yes, it’s all within, ya heard I’m wordsmith’n. My swell path, why hell hath no fury. Like one scorned, I done warned you of the worry. All it take to make ya body a blood lake. Is a shoddy, this hit like Gotti, ain’t a thud fake. The stud break into pieces, crud ache like feces. My goal in full to have the bull decreases. Shit, it, tough n rough, I ain’t gon’ bluff. On stuff, I speak the real, I do not tweak the deal. Life ain’t all fluff, y’all puff to get by. Bet my damn self need some weed on the shelf. Heed to the lessons, blessings from me. And Amy, fame be chased by a dummy. Faced crummy choices, from bad chummy voices. Tad bit caring, only ‘bout mad shit sharing. Lonely out in the solar system. ‘Cept I kept a few homies, spew polar and ya missed ‘em. It’s bits of good that could make this being. Worth living, not much girth giving, got such seeing. Pain, main, tain, that’s hard. Life cut like knife, shut ya mic and rats! Ya scarred, this music your sure passion. Way to say how ya feel, now we deal. Wit’ a fashion crashin’, when we off. We scoff at that notion that life is just a motion. But what, it is, get this in ya head. As long I has song, no need to dread. Greed is dead wrong, some numb and fed strong. Outta making racks, taking stacks and like a bong. Inhale ya fume, a tail of doom, can I. Read the room, nah, I just bleed the gloom. Man I, just thrust facts, I lust max. Euphorious, who glorious. Us, let thus the win begin.

Within (Re-Recording) (Feat. Amy Bestevez) (Prod. apt9)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Ready and resilient, steady when I’m feeling it, smirk as I murk, an affiliate. Killing shit, that’s what I do, willing it, that’s what I knew. Cats’ll spew a buncha shit, but can’t take a munch of it. Eat you up like lunch and shit, heat it up and crunch a bit. Replenish my fuel, me then dish oh so cool. Ready stance, did he chance life since kiddy glance. Yes, stress, hence my skiddy trance. Step ahead, two back, yep ya dread, new wack. Occurrences, blunder a wonder like pyramids. How it form, now it swarm me but see still ready. The ill set me up but yup we still striving. Living to hope, dope this is with ya lunacy. Try to bash shit, I smash it, like Acuna be. Baseball reference, case y’all ain’t get this, this shit is my preference, Rob Manfred please set this. Lockout over, job can skid wit’ this. Clock out over, you on my hit list, don’t get pissed. You deserve it, the nerve and shit to lit my fuse. I use it to spit true shit and I stay ready. May dead ye dreams, it seems you thought. You could win, you shouldn’t have even brought. That up, believe in stuff that is fake. If you want, I haunt, you wit’ this mistake. Hype the type to tell the verity, it ain’t rarity. I can’t speak in parity, just to thrust in charity. One ruler, done spew ya to death, no breath. Anthony, can ya see I’m like Meth. Bring the pain, the thing again is mine mane. Plain to see, an I be, getting spitting divine mane.

Ready for war I soar more for sure.
Ready for war I soar more for sure.

Ready (Re-Recording) (Feat. lunacy) (Prod. tripod)

Lyrics:

The break thru, make you, do this. Take who a snake knew, true is. The blinded, rewinded, me minded so yo they can’t win. Chant sin all you want. Y’all do taunt me with the flaunt. Bro, ima leave y’all ghost, host a boast, but ya toast and can’t haunt. It’s the hype man, type span to reach forever. Preach more clever ways to amaze, then teach or sever. Depending on the student, I’m prudent when needed. Then exceeded times for rhymes, I’ve weeded. Out no doubt, now check this shit. Is lit stanza worth, a bonanza birth. Of the next star, flex far with muscle and hustle, up the new era, few dare a. Guy to fly that way, the gat may strike, like Mike psych, no one like 23, as plenty see. But wait, what if LeBron the GOAT? What we on is they don’t want him to float. They want his boat in the moat, it’s called hating. As for this song if it’s a 1/10 rating. Give me your reason, I ain’t gon’ change like a season. But I ain’t gon’ act strange and label it treason. I’m able to ease in, now let’s gamble. On if the don is able to scramble. Out this mess, bless me yes. For I wonder why I live with stress. Eh, whatever, but never cross me. Or else I toss the, feeling we dealing. I’m brutal, time fruitle when I’m out to attack. Ya wack ass, back mass up, yup, it’s a lot. The hot verses, nah, the curses, yah. I’m aggravated, bag the hated, and ship ‘em, dip them. Into the venue when you 6 feet deep. Mix heat steep up the stairs, from the lairs. To the top of the castle, you treat n’ beat, hip hop with facile. Well hell then send you down, to the dungeon, you a plungin’. Living shit, giving it to any mother fucker. Who wanna battle, that’ll be a loss for any other sucker. I’m hungry like Steve, lung dry this eve. As I grieve, my organs failing, perhaps yer raps of Captain Morgan’s sailing. Down your tongue, was when you’re young. I can’t drink like this no mo’ so yo. What the fuck, I’m just typing. What comes to my head, sums the dead sniping. Of me, love the feeling when ceiling is the roof? Jordan, the lord in you ain’t true there, here is this oof. Poof, magic tragic tale, set sail, get fail when again you wail. I’m a master of escalating faster, yes my grating plaster. Can't heal all, y’all is cray cray. Way way you say say shit it may may. Be stupid, Cupid struck, but forgot to add the fuck. I hardly get a boner, or even wet cause I’m a loner.

Break Thru (Re-Recording) (Prod. blissraineternl)

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Lyrics:

Fuck it, I wanna do it in one take. Speak the peak true shit of who lit, a ton make. Fake ass lies, amass cries that be bluffing. Me nothing, shit, it wrong cause yo the song something. Fuck it, my flow go alone prone. To incite, win, aight, you motherfuckers sin, right. Well so do I, and this is just the intro. I could’ve, maybe should’ve choose to let loose the instrumental.

Mother fucker I’m ill, like Lil Wayne in 08. Chill on a pill, ‘til a mother fucker go great. Every mother fucker that I know go flow straight. Quality through casualty, as you see I blow fate. Out the mother fucking window, in mo’ plays I get. Ways I bet on myself help the arrays I set. Ayo bro, it’s A Hype, the type to never ever stop. I’m tip top hip hop, coming through with a new clever bop.

Now is the time to rhyme way beyond my definition. Fly mission I’m on, I long to soar for more vision. As to, pass through the clouds as louds from the musician. Fill the crowds, ‘til the shrouds take they position. In my casket, my ass bet that I’m going places. Flowing faces gon’ be put on, haters shut on. Debaters of my craft can’t even come up with a rough draft. Mine line as funny, the pun be even having the tough laughed.

Mother fucker I’m ill, like Lil Wayne in 08. Chill on a pill, ‘til a mother fucker go great. Every mother fucker that I know go flow straight. Quality through casualty, as you see I blow fate. Out the mother fucking window, in mo’ plays I get. Ways I bet on myself help the arrays I set. Ayo bro, it’s A Hype, the type to never ever stop. I’m tip top hip hop, coming through with a new clever bop.

I sin and sang, through the mother fucking yin and yang. Y’all bring the bang, I do my mother fucking thing that rang. Heads, it dead’s the other sucka mother fucker style. While, I’m gathering, rather then a mother fucking pile. A team, the gleam is beyond the song man. It’s on man, if you wanna fight or flight for long man. Cause I ain’t aggressive but I can get excessive. Y’all all hiding, I’m siding with excessive. That’s me, gats be hitting bull shitting. Lyrically, hysterically I mean I’m getting. Much better, such getter go attitude. Is atta dude, that a rude guy scammed me, for something like a Grammy. Bitch, I itch to one day actually do a song. You is long gone but still I will through the wrong. Put my feelings aside and ride wit’ ya. Cause how I does was and still will never mother fucking get ya.

Mother fucker I’m ill, like Lil Wayne in 08. Chill on a pill, ‘til a mother fucker go great. Every mother fucker that I know go flow straight. Quality through casualty, as you see I blow fate. Out the mother fucking window, in mo’ plays I get. Ways I bet on myself help the arrays I set. Ayo bro, it’s A Hype, the type to never ever stop. I’m tip top hip hop, coming through with a new clever bop.

Big Boss Rabbit Remix (Re-Recorded)

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DJ Sweet-R is quickly making a name for himself as one of the most exciting rising stars in the DJ and production scene, known for his unique sets and innovative music. With an ear for standout tracks, his performances are packed with energy and surprises, often featuring exclusive remixes or mash-ups that get the crowd moving.

Since kicking off his career in 2017, DJ Sweet-R has played across a wide range of Scottish nightclubs, from Peterhead to Edinburgh, consistently delivering unforgettable nights for partygoers. Along the way, he’s shared the stage with UK and international icons like Dave Pearce (Huntly, 2018), Anne Savage (Aberdeen, 2020), and Ian Van Dahl (Dundee, 2022), showcasing his versatility across dance anthems and bounce music.

Currently holding many residencies around Scotland, DJ Sweet-R can be found performing regularly, keeping crowds hyped week after week. His music has reached beyond the club circuit, with multiple releases signed to various record labels, and his tracks and guest mixes have been featured on major radio stations, including BBC1, LDC Radio, Gorgeous Radio, and South Wales 1.

With a distinctive sound influenced by the 90s and 00s, DJ SWeeT-R blends everything from mainstream pop to deep underground beats. His passion for music and innovative style make him an artist to watch in the coming years. 

Venues Played

Deja Vu Peterhead (former residency)
The Shack Aberdeen
1DS Aberdeen
Tunnels Aberdeen 
Captains Cabin Dundee
Pasha (Deja Vu Dundee) 
Loft nightclub Perth
Hideout Perth 
Dundee Dance Event 
Casa Fest 
Envi Nightclub Bathgate
Liquid Rooms Edinburgh
Fly club Edinburgh
Plus many more.

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