When the aliens arrive in 2036 and demand to know what NYC sounded like in 1992 (and they will), this is the only thing necessary for anyone to play. Fun fact: I was 9-10 when this came out, and it was my jam. My dad took me to Elizabeth and got me one of those airbrush/graffiti style t-shirts we used to rock, with 2 dudes standing on the corner of "Eric B St." and "Rakim St", next to a brick wall that had "Juice" tagged on it. The characters looked like Black Bart Simpsons if he had a box fade. Good times.
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