Michael Jackson Pt. 2 Lyrics – Matuê | from “NPC”

Matuê’s NPC is gearing up to glitch the Brazilian trap game when it drops January 2026 via 30PRAUM, and “Michael Jackson Pt. 2” ft. Raffa Moreira already feels like that moonwalk through a funhouse mirror—smooth, surreal, and spitting truths at the fakes in the rearview.

This sequel snippet, teased in late November clips that had IG stories blowing up, picks up where Pt. 1 left off: Matuê’s auto-tuned croon weaving over hazy, vapor-trap waves, with Moreira’s gravelly edge slicing in like a guest verse from the shadows. It’s got that signature Fortaleza fog—booming 808s that rattle your chest, pitched-down samples nodding to MJ’s Thriller-era drama, but twisted into commentary on plastic personas and industry snakes.

Thematically, it’s all about dodging NPCs in the matrix of fame: calling out the scripted smiles, the barcode souls chasing clout over craft, with bars that hint at betrayal (“They dance like ghosts, but I see the strings”). Self-produced vibes from Matuê’s bunker sessions keep it intimate yet explosive, blending phonk drifts and Latin trap snaps for a sound that’s equal parts club banger and therapy booth. No full drop yet, but those 30-second previews leaked via fan accounts, showing Moreira trading lines on legacy and lost kings—pure alchemy from two vets who’ve outlasted the trends.

NPC itself? It’s Matuê’s fourth full-length, a 11-to-15-track fever dream ripping the veil off modern life’s simulation—think tracks like “MERDAS ILÍCITAS” kicking off the chaos, “WATANABE” flipping anime nods into street anthems, “Faixa com dessiiik” ft. DESSIIIK for that raw collab heat, and closers like “AAAAAH” ft. HT (BRA) screaming into the void. Clocking around 40 minutes, it’s got guest spots from the underground elite, live bass swells cutting through the synth haze, all tied to that “non-player character” motif: exposing the extras in your scroll, the bots in your circle. Recorded piecemeal between Fortaleza tours and LA whispers, it’s less a flex tape, more a glitch manifesto—proving trap can philosophize without losing the bite.

Matuê’s closing out ’25 on a dynasty run, post-333’s platinum plaques and that Lollapalooza Brazil set where he crowd-surfed into legend status. The 28-year-old who flipped SoundCloud dreams into arena roars is evolving too—trading solo bravado for these reflective team-ups, like linking with Moreira (the São Paulo exile who schooled a generation on Yacht Club grit). NPC’s his boldest swing yet, ditching the party for the puzzle, with February ’26 tour dates already selling out from Rio to Reco.

Dive into the Michael Jackson Pt. 2 lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other NPC tracks for more of Matuê’s glitchy trap confessions.