Every Pop Culture Reference on "The Marshall Mathers LP 2"

Lyric: "I'm the epitome of what happens and prime example of what happens/When the power of the rhyme falls into the wrong hands and/Makes you want to get up and start dancing/Even if it is Charles Manson who just happens to be rapping"

What's an Eminem album without a Charles Manson shout out. But really, the idea of a rapping Charles Manson is haunting.

Lyric: "Oh, it's on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I write small/It says ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with white walls/Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire to Die Hard"

It's well documented that John McClane loves two things: obliterating his enemies and alliteration.

Lyric: "Spread the word 'cause I'm promoting my passion till I'm passed out/A completely brain dead Rain Man/Doing a bankhead in a restraint chair/So, bitch, if you shoot me a look it better be a blank stare"

When Rain Man's doing his Vegas mathematics, it really is best to let the man to his meticulous brain work. Counting cards, like writing rhymes, requires real concentration. And Dustin Hoffman.

Lyric: "About to explode all over the canvas/Back with the Yoda of rap in a spasm/Your music usually has them/But wanted for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't/Follow you must/Rick Rubin, my little Padawan/A Jedi in training, colossal brain and thoughts of entertaining/But docile and impossible to explain and I'm also vain and/Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting/Puke Skywalker, but sound like Chewbacca when I talk"

Beyond working a reference to Picasso into a dense jungle gym of Star Wars-related bars, the most important thing to take away here is that he uses Yoda's voice liberally. Amusing, it is.

Lyric: "And had me on the back of a motorcycle/Then crashed in the side of locomotive with rap, I'm loco/It's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun/Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum"

Handing a psycho a fully clipped automatic weapon is not the same thing as an angsty Michelangelo letting off colorful rounds of paintball on a canvas. Nevertheless, the Jackson Pollock estate wants a cut of the auction price.

Lyric: "Cause a woman broke my he-art, I say he-art cause you ripped it in two pa-arts/And threw it in the garbage, who do you think you are?/Bitch, guess it's time for me to get the dust off/And pick myself up off the carpet/But I'll never say the L-word again/I-la-la-la-la lesbian"

Timely little bait and switch rhyme scheme we have come to expect from Mathers, we thought he was going to say love, but that wouldn't have been as fun to scream. Now we should all go watch the Showtime series about lesbians together.

Lyric: "That little boo-boo face/'Cause I'm hanging up this phone, boo/You make my fucking Blu-tooth ache/You feeling blue too late/Go smurf yourself, you make me wanna smurfin' puke blue Kool-Aid"

You're smurfin' right Eminem can make Smurf puns if he wants. And if Hollywood ever makes a Smurfs movie for adults, we just might decide that R-rated Smurf puns are worth the smurfin' money.

Lyric: "Bitch, on a scale of 1 to 10, shit/I must be the holy grail of catches/Hoe, I got an Oscar attached to my name (great)"

Marshall Mathers won an Oscar for Best Original Song for "Lose Yourself," from 8 Mile, in 2003. He was so unimpressed with the award he didn't even show up to accept it. But you, girl, better be in awe.

Lyric: "It's apparent I shouldn't of been a parent, I'll never grow up/So to hell with your parents, and motherfucking father time/It ain't never gonna stop/A pessimist who transforms you to Optimus in his prime, so even if I'm half dead, I'm half alive"

The leader of the Autobots probably wasn't the best at relationships, either, with all the fighting the Decepticons and all. Hardly any time to be at home.

Lyric: "Rest of you got lap bands stuck to this model/Before they put bathsalts and all those water bottles in Colorado/So get lost, Waldo/My soul's escaping through this asshole that is gaping"

Sorry, Waldo, we're calling off the search party on this one.

Lyric: "Gotta go in that ring and knock them out/Or you better not come out/It's poetry in motion, like Freddie Roach when he's quoting Shakespeare/So what if the insults are revolting?/Even Helen Keller knows life stinks"

Using the Bard to make a tongue-in-cheek poke at Freddie Roach's Parkinson's is sly, indeed. Shady's techically right—Helen Keller still had her sense of smell, so she would know.

Lyric: "This whole world is a mess/Gotta have a goddamn vest on your chest, and a Glock/Just to go out and watch Batman"

This isn't the first time Eminem's has referenced an American gun tragedy, and it probably won't be the last.

Lyric: "Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch/The art of MCing mixed with Da Vinci and MC Ren/And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch/Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch"

There's some clever wordplay going on here. Truth: No self-respecting hip-hop fan should need clarification between MC Ren and an adult cartoon character.

Lyric: "So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent/Let off, then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'/And I should not be woken"

Unhappy with simply being a rap god, Em also wants to be a Marvel Norse god.

Lyric: "And I don't know what the fuck you rhyme for/You're as pointless as Rapunzel with cornrows"

Rapunzel with cornrows sounds like a character in something legendary spoof movie hacks Aaron Seltzer and Jason Friedberg would make. Say, a terrible parody film titled Fairy Tale Movie.

Lyric: "Like that one line I said on 'I'm Back' from the Mathers LP1/Where I tried to say, 'I take seven kids from Columbine/Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver, and a nine'/See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was"

Referencing the first Marshall Mathers LP was inevitable. Smart on Em to ackowledge the obvious, too. Wildly insensitive jokes like that only work once, if ever.

Lyric: "The way I'm racing round the track, call me Nascar, Nascar/Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God/Kneel before General Zod, this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard"

Bow down before the almighty White Trash God from the planet Krypton. That actually sounds like a kooky-alt comic worth a flip-through, doesn't it?

Lyric: "Got a fat knot from that rap profit/Made a living and a killing off it/Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office/With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack"

Another Clinton/Lewinsky reference? Dated, yes, but let's face it: Slick Willy won't ever live that one down.

Lyric: "Shit happened like six blocks from a Kid Rock/Insane Clown Posse concert in mid Oc-tober/And, God forbid, I see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog/'Cause I turn into the Unabomber, mama always said"

We're glad Mama Mathers got that one wrong..

Lyric: "When you don't have no-thing, no valid shot at life/Chance to make it or succeed/'Cause you're doomed from the start/It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street"

Likely the most subtle 21 Jump Street reference you'll see in a song all year, or ever.

Lyric: "Can't count how many times I vomited, cried/Go to my room, turn the radio on and hide/Uh, we were Bonnie and Clyde/No, on the inside you were Jekyll and Hyde"

Em goes for the mash-up of Bonnie and Clyde, that infamous, criminally minded power couple, and Dr. Jeykll and Mr. Hyde, the good-meets-evil sides of the main character in Robert Louis Stevenson's classic horror tale.

Lyric: "Fame made me a balloon, 'cause my ego inflated/When I blew, see, it was confusing/'Cause all I wanted to do was be the Bruce Lee of looseleaf"

The Detroit legend has proven several times over that he's the Bruce Lee of the rap game. He's laid enough beats out cold to show he's not one to reckon with.

Lyric: "I wanted the fame/Not the cover of Newsweek/Oh, well, guess beggars can't be choosey"

This may be the most street cred Newsweek has ever received, or ever will.

Lyric: "But if one kid out of a hundred million/Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates, that's great/It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back in the draft/Turn nothing into something, still can make that straw into gold, chump/I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack"

Drop Slim on any farm on God's green earth, he'll triple his worth.

Lyric: "I think you've been wandering off down yonder/And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen/'Cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster/And save me from myself and all this conflict/Cause the very thing that I love's killing me and I can't conquer it"

Em is taking no chances with his other monstrous half by seeking the help of Jeff VanVonderen, of A&E's Intervention fame.

Lyric: "Jed Clampett, Redd Sanford welfare mentality helps to/Keep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, I/Managed to dwell within these parameters"

With "The Ballad of Jed Clampett" (the theme song to The Beverly Hillbillies) and junkyard owner Fred Sanford (Redd Foxx) serving as his financial spiritual guides, Slim's rack, rack city is in Wal-Mart's discount aisle.

Lyric: "Fuck I gotta do to listen to this new song from Luda?/Be an expert at computers?/I'd rather be an Encyclopaedia Britannica, hell with a Playstation/I'm still on my first manual from Zelda"

Em doesn't have time for you whippersnappers these days with your Playstations and computer machines. Give the man his Metamucil, his Zelda game (on easy mode), a Walkman to play the "new" Ludacris disc, and he's happy.

Lyric: "Still they swarm the gates and my fans making stakes/To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace/Unless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date, don't be late/Well, the sentiment's great, but wait, then, there's been a mistake"

Two famously sociopathic killers named within four bars: the fictional, murderous hotelier Norman Bates and the super-real, wish-it-was-fictional Andrea Yates, who drowned all five of her children in a tub. We'll pass on that date, if you don't mind.

Lyric: "Eleven stories for storytelling but the whore was yelling 'rape'/So the vocal cords were swelling/And her voice was more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face"

Comparing Tori Spelling's face to a horse? Random, but cold-blooded. We totally didn't see that one coming.

Lyric: "So needless to say I'm feeling betrayed/Snatched my house-key off my keychain/She jumped off/Wee-Bey from The Wire, scape/Now she's chasin' me with a cheese grater"

Where are our airbrushed "More Wee-Bey in Rap Verses" T-shirts?

Lyric: "Bitch, you serious? I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious/Why you ain't fuckin' with me? You cut me up, a Caesarean/You know I want you as bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious/I want you as bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman/After the dillinger hit 'em diligently and killin' him/His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem"

Shady absolutely ethers Zimmerman here. A small victory, but we'll take it.

Lyric: "Hoe, I'm only vulnerable when I got a boner/Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't hurt/Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work/So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't work"

Em flashes some adept wordplay here. We hope Superman stops trying to screw people over, though. That's Bizarro's job.

Lyric: "I'd be Jerry Mathers if I ever left it at beaver/Get them titties cut off trying to mess with the cleaver/Golly-wally, I bet he registered Jesus"

The "Beaver" of TV Land mainstay Leave it to Beaver makes an appearance here. Between this shout-out and his Fred Sanford namedrop, Em really must have a mellower downtime than most other rappers.

Lyric: "I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, bar fight/Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air/And bottles breaking, mirrors also/And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full/You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah, Marshall (Palin!)"

Sorry, Sarah Palin. Your limelight isn't over until Eminem has dissed you. Now, you may go.

Lyric: "Get the Chloraseptic, Excedrin, Aleve, or extra strength Tylenol 3's/Feel like I'm burning to death, but I'm freezin'/Bedridden and destined to never leave the/Bedroom ever again like the legend of/Heath Ledger/My suicide notes, barely legible read the/Bottom, it's signed by The Joker"

A potent sequence of rhymes that's a definite album highlight. Sadly, it reminds us of Heath Ledger's unfortunate and untimely death by drug overdose in January 2008.

Lyric: "Oh, LMFAO, no way, ho/Jose Baez couldn't beat this rap, OJ, no/Hooray, I'm off the hook like Casey Anthony"

Casey Anthony's case is already two years old, while the millionth rap dig aimed at O.J. has to leave The Juice wondering, "Can I live?"

Lyric: "Lorena said I never can leave her/She'd sever my wiener if I ever deceive her/Fuck that shit, bitch/ Give up my dick for pussy"

Only Slim Shady would have the cojones to call Lorena Bobbitt, the woman infamous for cutting off her husband's manhood, the b-word to her face. Hypothetically, of course.