Perfection (Perfect Cell Rap)

Don't be too jealous about my genetics when I'm comparing to the greats

Cause I don't embellish to none of you fellas consumed in a cellular rate

When my recipe was perfected down to every page, so here comes a taste

You think you're a beast when undercover in your cage, I'll rip off your face

I was created to not be related with power and that is your case

Your legacy faded, your body's outdated, and really need to be replaced

Cause I anticipated this moment like it was an omen, waiting for my grace

But my greatest art is really stolen, paint your bodies soak in red try to find a trace

And it's still a win, training for the pump, still ain't profiting

Make your body slump, bring the doctor in or open up your trunk and put your father in

The natural order no accident, thinking I ain't real cause my powers split

Try to measure my level with calculus, if you end up dead, is it Counterfeit