The Official Box Set of the Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas soundtracks released internationally on December 7, 2004.
The 8 disc collection contains highlights from San Andreas's in game radio stations, such as Radio X: The Alternative and Radio Los Santos including period early-1990s hits and modern classics such as Rage Against the Machine's "Killing in the Name" and 2Pac's "I Don't Give a Fuck", respectively. The house music station SF-UR does not feature in the box set however selected highlights appear on the 2 disc + 1 DVD official soundtrack. Michael Hunter is the composer of the theme and incidental music.
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